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One summer when I was underage I used to regularly to go to the bowling alley in my local area in order to get someone to buy me beer. Always a lot of 20-something white trash at this particular spot that were more than willing to buy alcohol for underage kids for the price of a pack of smokes or a sixer of Budweiser. Seems like every time I was in there that summer some trashy rocker chick was giving her trashier boyfriend a hickey while Mr. Big's "To Be With You" was playing on the jukebox. They played the hell out of that song at that bowling alley and whenever I hear that song to this day it takes me back to that spot.

Hey man, don't knock the white trash guy getting a hickey in public. It is a pretty awesome lifestyle to live if you do it right.
 
"Love Song" by Tesla was another of the hickey ballads that would be in regular rotation at the bowling alley at that time.

Journey, Chicago, Reo Speedwagon, and Air Supply were all big time middle school slow dance heroes. Also for the boy/girl skate at the roller rink (holding hands as we skated around the rink, of course).

If you were lucky enough to have a girlfriend named Carrie, well Europe had just what you needed.
 
Son of a bitch probably had it comin'!

He knelled down and planted one on his girlfriend on stage. My brother did what any honorable 16 year old stoner would do - grab a brush and throw it at him...

It was a proud moment.

I mean, it wasn't as awesome as throwing something at Greg Ellis during training camp but it was close.
 
If you were lucky enough to have a girlfriend named Carrie, well Europe had just what you needed.

One of the greatest songs ever. I probably cried drunk listening to that song at least 6 times.
 
He knelled down and planted one on his girlfriend on stage. My brother did what any honorable 16 year old stoner would do - grab a brush and throw it at him...

It was a proud moment.

I mean, it wasn't as awesome as throwing something at Greg Ellis during training camp but it was close.

Concerned about how was able to achieve feathering of hair after this confrontation.
 
If you were lucky enough to have a girlfriend named Carrie, well Europe had just what you needed.

Speaking of which, The Final Countdown is on my workout mix. :art
 
I'm going to post evidence that I truly lived the life to the core. This is my dad, two brothers and myself. I'm in the middle. I was probably 12 at the time.

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I was mesmerized with the chick on the car.






This was excellent...Still of the Night is an alltimer for me.

As an aside...David Coverdale made an album with Jimmy Page, Coverdale/Page...which was really good.
 
You can't talk about love ballads and not mention Foreigner.
 
Hey man, don't knock the white trash guy getting a hickey in public. It is a pretty awesome lifestyle to live if you do it right.

I'm sure it was awesome. I did hook up with one of those girls that summer. She was really hot despite her huge hair, tight frosted jeans that laced at the cuff, Poison tee shirt, bad makeup, and tendency to say "motherfucker" way too often.
 
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