WelshRarePasta wrote:Zomg Lyndon Larouche... that nutbag was once my nextdoor neighbor. He had armed guards in jeeps that would shoot uzis over the heads of little kids (i.e., me and my buds) playing in the woods next to his property for kicks.
On the Catcher in the Rye front, it's not strictly a Y chromosome thing, unless I and all my male friends with taste are somehow gender-traitors. It sucked. And I've never figured out how on earth it became mandatory reading.
Those must have been the good old days. I wish I had bodyguards of a cult leader shooting Uzis over my head.