A (n unfortunately true) Cautionary Tale
And in case you can't read my chicken scratch:
Remember that time in high school that I went to Dick Clark's American Bandstand
to hit on my adult neighbor who was DJing there? And I was smoking clove cigarettes?
And then I threw up in my hair? And on the dance floor... and in their bathroom sink
because all the bathroom stalls were taken?
Good times...good times.