In 8th grade, I drank the Kool-Aid. Actually, I had been binge drinking Kool-Aid since the 4th grade. If aluminum cans of Kool-Aid existed, I would’ve shot gunned them. I would’ve tapped the Kool-Aid keg, and magically hoisted my bum into a permanent keg stand position.
There was one reason, and only one reason, I was chugging all this Kool-Aid. I wanted to…..