As I mentioned a couple of serenades ago, I love bad 90s music.
But I also love good 90s music.
No, that’s not an oxymoron. It exists. Case in point: Offspring.
And this song I can relate to, because I feel like if I taught high school, my students wouldn’t think I’m awesome and gangster, like my middle schoolers do. They’d call shenanigans. Luckily, however, my chillins don’t understand what a poser I am and they tend to think I’m pretty fly…for a white girl.
Don’t believe me? That’s okay, I’m a terrible liar.