They Called Me Jack


          

Sheesh, of course this is the result I get.

Do you remember that night, four in the morning, stereo blasting, the neighbors banging on the walls?

Do you remember the next day, that same neighbor pulling me aside, arm around my shoulder, saying, "Jack, does it always have to be 4:00 am?"

        Because I do, Dirty Girl.
          I do.

[Listening to: Mindless Self Indulgence, "Molly"

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