Moist Vagina is a particularly disturbing song, but it’s a good song nonetheless, you and Kurt were natural enemies, so as a form of revenge for a prank you pulled in him, he made you come up on stage and sing it to a crowd of hundreds of people, but that backfired, because you’re just as wild as him.

Kurt was strumming his guitar, Pat on the rhythm guitar, Dave on the drums, and Krist on the bass. You held the microphone, your hair fell over your face, hiding it completely, and you recognised what the song was, and looked at Kurt from the corner of your eye, but played along. You fell to your knees, and sung the words, the crowd was silent, “What the fuck is this?” rushed through Kurt’s head as he looked at you, crawling around on your knees, the microphone still in your hand. “She looks like a legless zombie. Scary as shit…”