Ye Olde Rick Rolle

I am excited for the time when My Future Kids attempt to imitate the language and customs of their parent's day. There are are 50s through 80s costumes now, just wait until they start having 00s and 10s costumes. People will start dressing up as Rick Rolls to be retro. I predict in the 30s there's going to be a huge resurgence of all the old memes. People will be saying "Well, golly, isn't that Nyan cat just swell?" and it will be high-larious. PEOPLE WILL DRESS UP AS HIPSTERS NON-IRONICALLY. That, my friends, is how we will truly know that we are old.
I guess this doesn't really have anything to do with My Future Kids but more their generation. Let's compare my generation to my parents' generation and extrapolate from there. My parents grew up in the 50s and 60s and spent their young adult lives in the 70s. I'm not going to be as old as my parents, but I suppose My Future Kids will grow up in the 20s and 30s. Currently, it's acceptable to dress up as someone from the 80s and it's even becoming acceptable to dress up as someone from the 90s. In 20 years, My Future Kids will be partying like it's the new millennium. They'll LOL to sound quaint. I'm excited for the time when the idea of using the technology we have now becomes almost painful. "You mean your computers only had 200Gb of memory?? How could you cope?!" I will then regale them with horrors of my struggles. How I had to wait up to several minutes to wait for Windows to load AND wait several minutes for it to shut down again. They won't believe me. They'll think I'm making it up, like I'm telling a story about how I had to walk to school up hill both ways with snow up to here. I will tell them legends of the old days. Floppy disks, I would say. I can still remember them. I shudder to recall their megabytes of memory.