Here's your childhood.

Before I took the SAT's, before I worked for a family of angry albanians, before I failed 5 road tests, before I watched my dad kill a goose, before I hawked a loogie in an attempt to flirt with a boy in middle school, before I dyed my hair blue, before I unsuccessfully tried stand-up comedy at a transvestite restaurant, before I caught a llama's after-birth placenta fluid in my hands as instructed by my boss, before I found mysterious skidmarks in my bed and before me and my friends had a deep throating contest in Vermont with a cheese stick, there was my childhood, and yours. Here are things that remind me of being a kid.

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