Painful Memories

So, when I was an innocent Junior High kid, my friend and I used to have code names for the boys we liked so we could talk about these particular guys at the lunch table without everyone else catching on. Well, anyways, a while ago, I had this big moment of realization, and I told this friend of mine how unintentionally perverted we sounded because of our code names. I am still dying on the inside (figuratively of course).