No no, you're forgetting. Senior year, homecoming, we went to see Luther, and Mr. Mohr didn't come with us because he was a giant student council tool.
I can't believe Mohr was such a buttface!! I'm sorry...at least Gretchen's awesome, right? I think there's got to be some sort of karma with relationships/these experiences- the worse they are, the better the people you find later are. I'm still trying to find a guy here who doesn't have his head in his butt and isn't a pig- but all of those that aren't in that category are : taken, not interested, or I'm just too big of a wuss to find out if they're interested...gahhhh. And you thought girls were hard? I think not.
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