What was happening in our house twenty years ago (in 1996, for those of you who can't do the math)?
Nothing much.
Just the local high school wrestling team upstairs in the hall outside of the bathroom at the townhouse peroxiding each other because bleached blondes have more fun ... and because bleached blondes are clearly more intimidating on the mat.
Or, just because, in a small town high school environment, sometimes there wasn't a lot to do ... except, you know, peroxide each other.
Frat house living at its finest ...
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