Great Story

Here is where you find out that I don’t know things. Decent looking girl comes up to me last night and says this:

“Can you let my cousins in? They’re coming in about ten minutes.”

“Why are you asking me if I can let them in?” I ask. “Is there something wrong with them?”

“Can you just let them in? They’re emo, but they’re so nice.”

“They’re what?”

“They’re emo,” she says.

“What the hell is that?”