There were a group of girls at school who loved the band, made up ANTHYM buttons and cheered us on. They liked the Ramones mostly, and we weren’t remotely that cool, but I reckon we were all they had. One of them had a big house and when her parents were gone she threw parties. At one of ’em I had an epiphany: When I drank a lot of beer I didn’t feel so shy! I’d been averse to alcohol since I vomited all over myself that night at the Rainbow with the Kiedis crew, but now I started to love it. The more I drank, the smarter and handsomer I became. At these parties I would do the crazy shit I’d
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