I hear it is 1996 and we are on our way to a show?!?! In Toms River?
Amber got her driver’s license first, so Drew and Theresa sat in the back of the boyfriend’s band van while the boyfriend, whatever his name was, sat up front being his usually pleasant self. He went on and on about “the fetus” and how essential it was for us to “defend” it. No word on whether it was important to defend women. Amber disagreed, but, as usual, left him to his views. She was quieter than usual. Theresa and Drew kept quiet. Theresa held Drew’s hand under a pile of the boyfriend’s band’s shirts they were going to sell at the show.