Lita Ford
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1974, you’re a new student at a school in California, not knowing a word in English, it’s your first day, you’re in the cafeteria at lunch break, sitting at an empty table and looking at your tray of food. It looks, meh.
“Hey dipshit!” a soft voice calls from a distance, you look over and see a group of girls at a table, they all look…different. The type of girls who’d date your dad, or even mom. One gestures you to come over, so you do.
“Eat, tin-ribs!” A girl throws a carrot at you.