I thought the 80s were great. But then that miserable grunge stuff came along and ruined everyone's good mood. I hated those fuckers with a passion. They projected their misery with life onto everyone else who was actually having a great time. The last good year was probably 91, but even that was hit or miss, by then those little grunge rats were bringing everyone down and the fun times were gone for good. Actually, '89 was the last good full year. I hate em.