Aug 04
By far, the saddest shit I ever pulled to win favor with a girl was “aging” a note with tea water and wrinkles when I was in 8th grade in order to stage a Can’t Hardly Wait-esque “I’ve had this note forever!” moment. To her credit, she didn’t out-and-out turn me over to be (deservedly) mocked, but she did have some trouble understanding why there were obvious burn marks around the note’s edges- like it had survived the Korean War or something.
I think she said it was sweet, but then it…
