Redneck Latte Ravings ― Not all my memories of Germantown are good. There were some assholes there. I won’t mention any names, but I do have a few painful memories. We’ll start with the first day of school. Mom stayed at school until I quit crying. She took me kicking and screaming into school. This behavior was rare for her, normally, she’d just [...]
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