Friday, May 9, 2014

Now That's What I Call Music Vol. 8

I was locked in my best friend's room with this commercial playing, then she broke out the CD and started playing the damn thing. Girls were giving make overs, talking about kissing boys, and that's when I lite a small fire with flash cards for the times tables. I had to crawl out of the window to get away from the smoke. That trauma is something that sticks to me this very day.

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