Again, not really. My mother would purchase an airline ticket immediately, come to my place in LA, and beat me with whatever she could get her hands on as if I were 15 instead of 25. Disturbingly, I would probably like it. I'm sorry Mommy, but it's your fault that I have a thing for older women who exude power.
Anyway, back in January my friend told me that her friend's friend needed people to lip synch for a Polish music video, and I jumped all over that. You know I had to!
It's a song about a young boy in a small town who's gay.
I'm bona fide.