Pretty much...you are soon going to out-do me in disappointing the parents. Maybe I should make out with Jack in front of them for a bit. He might be down with it...he wanted to get in my pants when I joined the band initially.
Got to say that one disturbed me much more than bumping uglies.
EW! Your mom wants you to marry Debbie Samson...horse face!
Psh...only the members get the cookies. What evs I'll bring some samples to band practice.
Tell him hi back and that I need his opinion, blue or pink?