When you find yourself on Myspace trying to figure out the insights of teenage relationships, that's when you know you're getting old. Has it been so long that I don't remember the shit I'd say to a girl? High school (for me), a galaxy far, far away. And Little Bean, you don't count! Your numbers may be more than mine, but don't forget, you drank from the fountain of youth, while I drank none. And guys, I didn't mean in a perverted way. I just can't remember how the whole boy likes girl thing used to go.