My friend is clearly under the misconception that he is living in the 1980′s as he insists on calling be “babe”. Now I love “bebe” (it reminds me of someone I really loved), but “babe” simply just does not seem right without the background of poodle perms and bleached denim. Saying that the 80′s tunes were just perfect in the car today on the way to the make crop circles (I wont go there).
