I took her to Manhattan with me and she was stunned by the subway. She had never been on a train before. I used to sing songs to Ripley like “It’s a Sin” and “Eidleweiss.” She always wanted to know what was going on in my mind when I sang to her. Ripley took me to her house in a little town with literally one traffic light. “He’s not talking to himself,” Ripley explained. I pointed out this strange fellow who would walk around talking to himself. When she was young, she had spoken in tongues. This cute girl, Ripley, and I liked each other and I ran a bioscan on her to see if she was kind, and she passed the test, so she became my girlfriend. Like a break in the battle was your part / in the wretched life of a lonely heart. Those were the happiest days of my life. Playing on the radio was the Pretenders song, “Back on the Chain Gang,” I found a picture of you. My headlights were reflected back in the falling snow like when the Starship Enterprise flies into V’Ger. So I got behind a truck, turned off my headlights, and followed the truck’s tail-lights. It was too dangerous to pull off to the side of the road.
I had to drive six hours down Route 80 in a blizzard at night to get back to school on winter break. Today she warps the youth at MTV.) Anyway, I stuck the energy-analyzer magnet to the glove compartment to hold my things.
#HAPPIEST DAYS OF MY LIFE SONG TV#
(Her friend Pam was a tiefling warlock with a +2 bonus to her Intelligence and Charisma and she wanted to be a TV producer, and we both had the hots for each other, but my BIOSCAN would not let me proceed. She didn’t believe I made my comic book either. She said, “No, I don’t believe you. You found road-kill of a squirrel, took off its tail and stuck it on your refrigerator.” Wrong, Gabby. Now, my prom date was this pretty whistler named Gabby, and she did not believe me about my squirrel trophy. But I was still holding the tip of his tail, which had broken off. So I stuck the tip of the tail on the refrigerator. These little kids laughed. The squirrel got away and ran. It was holding up the tip of a squirrel’s tail. I had tracked down this squirrel, grabbed it, and it had dug its teeth into my hand. Now, I still had the energy-analyzer magnet stuck on my mom’s refrigerator. I parked somewhere illegally and someone stuck a huge sticker over my driver’s side window saying, “YOU ARE PARKED HERE ILLEGALLY.” I tore it down and applied it to the inside passenger door and drove around with it. I stuck glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. My dad gave me an old Toyota, which I called “The Veeneesian Probe” because that’s what I thought cars from Venus were called.
Repa had gone, but the town reeked, so I went to the University of Clarion. Why? I have no idea. We visited Beaver College, where Ms. My dad and I checked out which colleges had rolling admissions and we decided I’d apply to a state college. By the time high school graduation came around, I hadn’t applied to college anywhere.
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