My mom tried to get me to do the gayest shit when I was younger. Altar boy was one of the worse ones. Most of the church thought I was the spawn of satan so it was quite the paradox parading around with that giant cross lighting candles n' ringing bells.
My sister was in some sort of childrens fashion show and I had to go watch and sure enough the people running the thing had me in fashionable khakis and polos walkin up and down the fucking runway Never forgave them for that.
Thee life of a programmer is not a good life...........remember this fer when ye all have children and they are trying ta decide what to go to college forn