Silly

I went to sell back books at lunchtime, and on my way to get some food, I heard Motley Crue’s “Girls, Girls, Girls” blaring out of a car. I turned to look to see who it was and the driver was headbanging and staring at me walking down the street. I started laughing soooo hard. I needed that.

Plus, it was much better than the Sir Mix-a-Lot “I Like Big Butts” earworm that I woke up with.