The year: 1986
The place: Planet Earth
The jeans: Really fucking tight
The sneakers: Really fucking big
The riffs: Really fucking fast
Come with us,
as we flip up our brims, patch our vests,
dive like swimmeers and run like Nascars.
To a time when the metal underground poked its head up
and opened a sinkhole for society to fall in.
This.
Is.
Thrash.
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