Whenever I think back on this Enema period, I imagine a Mafia movie. Specifically, the second act. The second act of every mobster movie is always the most fun. Everyone’s on top of the world. Nothing can touch them. Doors open wherever they go. People kiss their rings and do any favor they ask. No one ever stops to worry what might be waiting for them around the corner in the third act. Life is too good to worry about how they might end up stuffed into a car’s trunk or hanging in a meat locker. This was blink-182 at the turn of the century. We were unstoppable. People loved us. It felt like
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