“When they offered me the gig, it felt like a giant ‘fuck you’ to everyone who’d ever made fun of me.” “I hope every one of those bullies feels like an asshole now.” I can’t help smiling from ear-to-ear. “One of them contacted my manager a while back, asking him to ask me for tickets to a sold-out show. He was like, ‘I grew up with Colin! Tell him the old neighborhood is proud of him!’” “What’d you do?” “Told my agent to tell the guy to fuck off.” Amy cackles. “Atta boy!”