I feel sorry that I have to cheat you out of a big chunk of your teenage-hood.
Then, the Smiths and their neighbours gave me the best surprise ever - a really nice parting gift before the end of that era.
I love them all.
This was the best hangout ever. It went on and on and on!
Tank: "He's the shit!"
Ocean: "I'm the shits!"
I should have renamed him Narcissus.
And that's Ocean, up close, as a young adult...
|My buttons. They are being pushed.|
Next: Dunno. I need to stop fawning over Ocean first.