World Trade Center blows up.
The one thing Ilearned from this
is that if you everfancy yourself a rebel.
Have you ever acar that you sold
and it still had like30 tickets on it.
I got away with it.
World Trade Center blew up.
All they had waslike a little piece
a metal, a pubic hair,and a funny smell.
And they busted a guyin Egypt inside a week.
Don't kid yourself.
If they want you, theywill be up your butt
with an unauthorizedbiography in a heartbeat.
Let's see, I've got to wrap up.
I'd like to say thatI'm a 29-year-old.
I guess I'm part of thebaby buster bunch you know.
I'm going to be growing outof my market group soon.
I'm a little nervous.
I don't know whatthe future holds.
But this is allpostmodern nouveau beatnik
retro bohemian thing going on.
You know what I mean?
You walk into some coffeeshops and it feels like you're
in expatriate Paris in the '20s.
You know, you'relike, hey, isn't that
a young ErnestHemingway over there?
I think it is.
Let's go look and seewhat he's writing.
It's a Gap application.