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woha, this fella is amazing!
Secrets?Scottie didn't even know the meaning of the word. Until he met Sarah.His mother warned him about girls like her. Scottie was as straight as the A's on his report card until Sarah showed him where the tweed ended and she began one foggy night in September. She knew what went where and moreover had the wherewithall to demonstrate; Scottie felt like a snowflake fluttering toward the gates of Hell, but like that hapless ice crystal had no conception of what truly awaited him.From straight As to a C- average. It was enough to make his mother cry. And think about the ten gague her late husband had taped to the underside of her bedframe, every time she heard Sarah's vintage mini revving on the street outside Scottie's window at three in the morning.These days Scottie had too many secrets to quantify or calculate, and sleeping through maths class wasn't going to help. Would a few ounces of backshot where the sun didn't shine on Sarah change a goddamn thing? Not even Scottie knew anymore.
no. you cannot try my hat on.
Scottie, you are amazing. From the chia-fro to the Steve Arkel glasses. I can completely visualize the high-waist/high-water pants and suspenders you must be hiding underneath that commencement gown. Congratulations on your scholastic achievements! I hope the next century of fashion is more kind to you.
ch ch ch chia!
That is a perfect afro!
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