I reluctantly submitted to my mom's insistence on getting a haircut. I don't like the fancy hair salon she takes me to. Just something unidentifiable about it I find repulsive.

I need to meet more people. Maybe I should go "clubbing" and "socialize" so that I can "meet" more "individuals." I guess I'll need to get a fake ID. I could use it to play pool in bars and "pick up" the "chicks." And I would be "pimping."

"Word."