I know that as someone who has successfully put the tragically awkward years of puberty behind me, I should be totally past this kind of thing.
Seriously. I'm not 12. Hell... I'm more than a decade past all that mess!!!
And yet, I was reading this article online, and I totally snickered at the name mentioned at the end of the first paragraph.
Seriously, I am plagued with the gutter-level humor of a teenaged boy on some unconscious level.
There has to be an age limit on this kind of thing, RIGHT??????