In the mis 60's, we didn't give a fuck. Most of our attitudes were, "I will graduate, get drafted, go to 'Nam, and get killed".
In short, we were a bunch of hoodlums, didn't give a shit one way or the other about being "cool". Besides, my car got me more pussy than the Football Team quarterback did with his arm.
By the way, our predictions came true. Many of us graduated, got drafted, and got sent to 'Nam. Some died in the proccess.
You will just have to take my word that when you are just 13 months out of High School, laying in a Hospitol Bed in Okinawa with your legs all blowed up, being "cool' was not a high priority.