Blast from my sugared up past...

So I'm in the grocery store and I'm thinkin' I want to grab a bottle of water out of one of those little mini-fridge deals by the check out lane. Once I'm up there, one of those "Mt. Dew Throwback" bottles caught my eye. I heard about them a little while back, but never tried one. I decided to give it a shot since they were supposed to taste just like they did when I was a kid.
I also grabbed a snack bag of Hot Fries, thinking that if I was going to revisit my past, I better "go big, or go home!"
Once inside my van with the engine running, I popped open the bag and took a sniff. I've always loved those stupid things! Then I twisted off the cap of the pop bottle and took a sip. OMG. It really DID taste different! I'd go so far as to say "better"!
I'm sitting there being kind of nostalgic over a snack (hey, don't judge me) and I flipped on the radio...only to be met with Don Henley singing one of my favorite songs from that era - Dirty Laundry <--Click to hear it

I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something, something I can use
People love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry

Well, I could've been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don't have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear, give us dirty laundry

Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em all around

We got the bubbleheaded bleach-blonde, comes on at 5
She can tell you about the plane crash with a gleam in her eye
It's interesting when people die, give us dirty laundry

Can we film the operation? Is the head dead yet?
You know the boys in the newsroom got a running bet
Get the widow on the set, we need dirty laundry

You don't really need to find out what's going on
You don't really want to know just how far it's gone
Just leave well enough alone, keep your dirty laundry

Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up, kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're stiff, kick 'em all around

Dirty little secrets, dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody's pie
Love to cut you down to size, we love dirty laundry

We can do the innuendo, we can dance and sing
When it's said and done, we haven't told you a thing
We all know that crap is king, give us dirty laundry