Since it's the 27th of the month, I'm gonna go back 27 years...
1982...
I was a senior at Mustang High School...
and my boyfriend's name was Bill...
I called him B...
he called me G...
I chose to live with my dad that year...
and I think it broke my mother's heart...
I worked at a Country and Western store named Sheplers...
and went country line dancing every Friday night...
I had a fake id that said I was 22 years old...
it worked every time...
I didn't get along with my stepmom at all...
she was NOTHING like my own mom...
I moved back home 1 month after graduation...
and my mom welcomed me with open arms...
Bill and I broke up...
because long distance romances are hard when you're only 18...
and I looked like this...
