I called in on Tuesday with a story about school but i considered telling another one. I could not tell if it was traumatic or awesome though so I'll let you decide:
When I was 10 years old I visited the Museum of Natural History. While I was standing in the mineral room contemplating how shiny the rocks were, a girl stepped behind me put her hands on my shoulders, whispered in my ear and kissed me. Full on kissed the way no ten year old boy should have a right to experience, followed by the tongue in mouth and bite on the neck.
This story would be better or at least less creepy if she wasn’t 16 years my senior and a friend of my mother.
It was either that story or the time I mistook a tape my father and the neighbors had made for a tape of the Jet game.