What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.
On Saturday night I drunk texted two girls I know saying "you peaked in high school," one of them took it as the meaningless joke it was. The other is seriously pissed at me, saying "that's such a rude thing to send to somebody, yada yada yada." Pretty funny how two people can take the same comment entirely differently.