Today was the homecoming dance.

I never went to dances. I was one of those wannabe burnout kids who only wanted to hear Slayer or The Misfits.

If you're into music like that, you are just about admitting that you don't want to get laid.

It was still fun to see the young adults, what a silly word, line up next to the gazeebo with their fancy cars. I'm sure they have life all figured out. Maybe I should ask them for advice.

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Words - S