Just so everyone knows, I don't have anything against all 18-year-olds. After all, my sister is one of them. Just the hoochie-mama-crack-whore 18-year-olds that tend to frequent McMurray's on Thursday nights.
Stiffie, Heidi and I are going to go see 13 Going on 30 this afternoon (if Stiffie ever wakes up) so hopefully that will allow me to get in touch with my inner teenager and remember the time when I was such an enormous dumbass.
Not that I'm not still a dumbass, I'm just a dumbass in a completely different way now.