10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
"I can't believe it's not butter!" sang the boy, grinning. He was just like a commercial: thrilled, bouncing, mindless.
Is this what today's youth has come to? Superheroes and spaceships replaced by stupid slogans? Where did all the dreams go? Boy, we let them down. We were terrible shepherds.
It's too late. We're zombies. Dead.