"It's so depressing how the tear ducts in my eyes,"

Being a sapphic rock person wasn't easy, but..

"It's so much wetter than the space between my thighs!"

Being a high libido teen wasn't easier. The lyrics echoed through the stage you had set up in the school's yard for the festival and your band was one of the school bands, you as the vocal, Killer as the drummer and Kid as the electric guitarist, performing then. That was, until...After the festival, everyone loved the song but you weren't allowed to sing again. Why? Sexual implications in the song, which was against the school's rules. So, you ttnntnt detention for a whole mt.ttnfntnnnnttggttngnnn.nn3nonnnttth too, and youmnnnt .nnnn.r band canceled. He groanej9d right after you twtno left the Principal's office. Killer was lucky to have his mom calling right in time ukgbjto pick him up, so he didn't get scolded for long, and you two were left there. Walking out, he started ranting.

"Like come on, bastards, it was just a song! And a cool ass song at that! Everyone loved it!"