At middle school socials (dances), when we weren't "fight dancing" to Reel Big Fish or The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, multiple girls slow-danced with me on their knees―I was that short. I don't have any pictures―of awkward slow-dancing, repeatedly jumping off the stage and into the crowd, or doing full-speed, head first penguin slides across the cafeteria floor in the green Adidas pullover hoodie that I wore just about every day of the 7th grade. I don't know what brought that to mind, but I'm going to have to listen to "Sell Out".
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