80s

Nah, who am I kidding, I'm just a hater who wants those gloves.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any better: Zebra-striped blazer. Shine on, you beautiful beast of the past.

Well, either that or they all go to the WASP show together. Either way.

At NARCAR napa 200 in montreal

"No new taxes MY BUTT," stomp "Operation Desert JERK," stomp "Dare to say no to THIS," stomp.

This further corroborates my theory that men in the '80s took after the habits of the peacock. It's the only way to explain the plumage.

What? Are you saying that I may have false conceptions of an era I had zero participation in outside of other nostalgia-ridden perspectives from suspect sources? That's CRAZY TALK.