Generation DB
aka the douchebag generation. the generation subsequent to generations x and y. no longer disillusioned or overcompensating, they are completely and unapologetically self-involved. entirely lacking in social skills or manners, members of generation db communicate and function almost entirely dependent on music, text messages, or cellular phone conversations, regardless of situation, at any time of day, on devices that are wardrobe-coordinated; generally thought of as the first toll of the bell for the end of interpersonal society and western language and civilization in general.
generation db members include any person who uses their phone at a meal or a movie outside of an emergency, or uses their phone in a washroom, ever.
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