But take yourself back to the seventh grade. Remember the class clown?
He might have been witty, but only in a primitive sense.
“But take yourself back to the seventh grade. Remember the class clown?”
I was never a Class Clown, but I was a military brat who had traveled around and had to make lots of new friends in quite a few new places so I think I was not inhibited by certain things at other children my age could have been inhibited by.
I wrote the following on another q blog and I’ll repeat it here:
“When I was a kid some cousin bought a ouiji board to a family reunion. The older cousins were dutifully trying to conjour some Oracle out of it... late at night, lights on low the teens tried their best... nothing. Then I got on it and hocus-pocus’d the board with a stream of fantastical BS that totally freaked them out. I think my cousin Marsha might have wet herself in total fear... I was in total brat mode... and only 10. I know Keith was on to me, but he was digging the show.
And that’s what I think of Q...”