In high school, there was always that one kid that you thought was just a little "off". In home room, on the rare occasion that he ever even spoke, he talked about how he wanted to be an entomologist when he grew up. Also, he liked yarn. In fact, he used to bring a ball of yarn to class, and after he finished his homework, he would clip off a piece and roll it around on his cheek. Once, he wore a brooch to school. You used to say he was crazy. You ran into him last week, downtown, looking like this. Apparently, he's the one who was awesome all along. Take the shame, brother. Take the shame.
-The Mormon
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