I”ve got a scar on my right arm that was burned into me when I was in 9th grade. At a party. Outside. In Michigan. I was celebrating something, can’t remember what. I was burning somebody’s shirt. Over a campfire. A button melted and dropped onto my arm. I have tried to tell people that it was a lion that attacked me and left the scar. NOW you know something that even my kids and wife don’t know. But the song that was hot that night, for a brief time, was “Radar Love.”
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