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Breakfast was a waffle at Denny’s or a street hot dog wrapped in bacon. You checked your Sidekick to see if the person you made out with on the dance floor messaged you. They didn't.

So here’s to you, 2008. The last great party before everyone started taking photos for the 'gram. We salute your shutter shades, your overpriced vodka, and your terrible, terrible denim. Front Of The Class -2008-

The photos were terrible. Red eyes. Greasy foreheads. A girl mid-sneeze. You uploaded them to MySpace or Flickr at 3 AM on your dial-up connection (okay, maybe DSL), and you tagged them with captions like: "Vegas Baby!!!" or "Tuesday night? YOLO before YOLO existed." Breakfast was a waffle at Denny’s or a

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