I blame my sister. And the Eighties.
Yesterday I accidentally unearthed a childhood trauma.
Say for instance you see a tubby kid in a turquois t-shirt that has hot pink lettering on it that reads "Loverboy", you'd make fun of him right? Me too. A LOT. Even if I was technically the adult supervising him. I forgive you Coach Holly.
Say for instance you see a tubby kid in a turquois t-shirt that has hot pink lettering on it that reads "Loverboy", you'd make fun of him right? Me too. A LOT. Even if I was technically the adult supervising him. I forgive you Coach Holly.