A few days back someone in class called me an "old freak."
My response was, "you haven't met my father!"
Of course, when I really do get old I'll water the lawn in my boxers while wearing a flamingo. Seeing as how I've gotta keep up my end of the bellcurve so that others can be "normal."
Don't thank me, I'm just doing my job.
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I can't seem to forget. They're all around me with only a few islands of sanity (and maturity).
The sad thing is, I remember being exactly like them... but that's another post.
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