I saw this on my reader tonight and was instantly whisked back to… 2005. I went out with this guy (veeery much older) who, I later joked, didn’t know that Winger broke up. Like, he pulled a chair out for me once, and the oil from his curly mane of hair was still on so thick that I could see it on the plastic when I sat down.
Not my finest hour.
Like when I just listened to this song for the first time in years, and I was actually paying attention to the lyrics, I was suddenly like “Oh, wait, so you’re kind of…
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