Which Reminds Me

Yes, it is somewhat awkward these pathetically stupid Southern Baptists pretending to own the universe when actually the Bells and Reese's Pieces were never really my friends and I really don't care if I never hear from them after high school. The misery of high school is best forgotten or skipped over in a gracious way. I can't have Mr. Bell always sticking my nose in it, as if I were a dog to be trained. No, never.