My state gave you J. Law, Clooney, two-fifths of the Backstreet Boys, and multiple fifths of bourbon. I gave you a cover letter using Brian McKnight lyrics. Psuedo-adult by day; PGP, TFM, and TSM contributor by night. Please don't ask me to do math.
Back in my day, I would just wake up at 10, freak the fuck out, realize school was cancelled and go on about my life. I didn’t expect my educators to be entertainers. Kids these days…