So, I'm here at work and some lady comes up with her son. While she's searching for her ID, her son-probably around 6 years old- promptly pointed to my Fall Out Boy(from the simpson's) shirt and proclaimed "I want to be Fall Out Boy when I grow up!"
Fantastic. My childhood dreams were much less interesting; I just wanted to be rich.
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