One more thing:
Today, as I was getting gas I saw a guy get out of his car, and he was wearing a KISS t-shirt. I was totally going to accept that it was maybe Laundry Day—though it’s a sad Laundry Day indeed when one has to reach all the way back into the 1976 closet—but the t-shirt was new.
Huh? KISS??
I’m frightened. Hold me.
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