For whatever reason, a friend of mine posted this video on her Facebook wall.(Maybe it's because her six year looks and sounds just like the lead singer?) YouTube - The Dead Milkmen - Punk Rock Girl
Not only did it make me smile as it brought me back to those wild Saturday nights when a group of us geeky teenage girls would drive up and down the "Miracle Mile" in our small town belting this song out the window like we were the shit, but it also brought to mind something new. It reminds me of this 6 ft tall fifth grade girl at the bus stop who sports pink highlights, mismatched thrift store threads and a single multicolored knee high sock that my son tries to pretend he doesn't like.
Take her, plus the Avril Lavigne concert he's going to tomorrow after the Rays game and mix with starting junior high and I can't help but hear the alarms going off everywhere. It's a recipe for heartbreak and who knows what else just waiting to happen. I think I might have to hold off on guitar lessons for him until after puberty.
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