

It's 1985, the bell has rung and you're walking to next hour when you see a guy; he's got long hair and wearing an AC/DC concert shirt. You mutter to yourself, "Stoner." He only cares about parties and metal and every other word is "dude" or "wicked" .......I was the stereotype, and I have a "wicked" vintage '85 folder to prove it. Revel in it's 80's awesomeness and have a laugh!