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About 30 minutes after I woke up this morning (approximately 6:15 AM), I heard unfamiliar voices talking and laughing outside my bedroom door. Afraid to investigate, I finished reading BoingBoing and pulled the covers over my head.
Apparently, cheerleaders from T.O. High forced Cory into a girls' nightgown and eyeliner, took him (and the rest of the football team) to the park, and made them breakfast.
I will never begin to understand jock culture, and I think my life is better that way.
Apparently, cheerleaders from T.O. High forced Cory into a girls' nightgown and eyeliner, took him (and the rest of the football team) to the park, and made them breakfast.
I will never begin to understand jock culture, and I think my life is better that way.