Not Exactly Red Hot
by Scott Hardie on July 4, 2007
Her: "What's that CD you're holding?"
Me: "Chili Peppers. I still haven't gotten over their album from last summer."
Her: "Haha. Sorry, when I hear of bands like that, I think, They're still around?"
Five Replies to Not Exactly Red Hot
Anna Gregoline | July 4, 2007
My response might have been, "My, aren't you so over everything!"
Blah. Although I haven't seen those guys lately - they must be getting wrinkly, right? =)
Jackie Mason | July 5, 2007
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Aaron Shurtleff | July 5, 2007
Even I'm starting to like some of the songs off their newest album...but you didn't hear that from me! ;)
Kris Weberg | July 16, 2007
Is it just me, or is the latest hipster trend all about hating on 90s music?
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For the record, I like the person who said this and it's no big deal, but jeez.