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Quoth myswtghst
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In high school (at least, in my 3rd high school--I went to 3--my parents moved a lot), I hung out with the stoners/headbangers. Often I dressed like them, though rarely wore a denim jacket, and never owned a leather jacket or spiked bracelets (or any jewelery really). So one day I am hanging out at "the curb" (where the stoners hung out) dressed in my ripped jeans and concert shirt. The next day, I show up at the curb wearing nice jeans, a nice Ferrari t-shirt, and a nice windbreaker (Members Only style, but without being Members Only brand). A friend of mine looked at me and asked, "Jester, are you confused? What are you? Are you a prep, or are you a stoner?" I looked her dead in the eye and said, "Darlin', I'm just Jester."
And that, my friends, was the end of THAT!

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