That’s how I became popular with the ladies when I went to band camp. I had extreme social anxiety about starting conversations with girls, so I bought a ridiculous hat in the French Quarter in New Orleans. Because I could wear that around them with no trouble for some reason
I didn’t have to initiate any conversations that year, they all came to me.












Mine is that for a surprisingly large amount of people, the threat of punishment in the afterlife is all that’s keeping them from raping and murdering.