The mall. Any mall. The breeding ground for Valley speak and acid wash. Where mall rats gathered to spend their parents' hard-earned cash on Madonna bracelets and popped collars. Where raucous giggling echoed off marble and escalators alike. You weren't cool if you didn't hang out at the mall.
If you tend to hang around the Yahoo! homepage like I do, you may have caught an article titled Scenes from an 80s Mall. It's an all-inclusive look into the big hair behind the glass doors. You must partake, if for nothing more than to learn from history so it shall never repeat itself again. We're already dangerously close. Please join the effort to stop it.
If this isn't an uber-80s mall movie, I don't know what it -
