I love my former English teacher in an entirely appropriate way, and here’s why.
Recently, there were loads of people showing up to the Chik-fil-a in our mall to show their support to the company. The line for the shitty chicken sandwiches was about two hours long and stretched all the way outside of the mall and around the corner. My English teacher and his friend were driving past, and my English teacher’s friend just happened to be wearing an LGBT pride shirt, so they decided to stick him out the sunroof and drive past while blasting “It’s Raining Men.”
This man is my favorite.