Our family movie (Cloudy with a chance of meatballs ... not bad) was preceded by a preview of a movie featuring a great cultural icon -- Michael Jackson.
Right.
I grew up in the disco era. I've always felt bad about that, though, and I realize this is hard to imagine, I did enjoy the dancing.
Jackson the superstar was after me. My generation is not responsible. It's a Gen X thing.
That makes me feel better.
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