...to laugh so loudly that everybody stares.
...to spend a whole happy hour making up names for that band you all are totally going to start.
...if the erotic appeal of toe-sucking completely baffles you.
...to not have the kind of dad who plays golf, wears a tie, and serves as your personal ATM. (Hear that, greeating card people?)
...if you have a "type." The heart wants what it wants. Also, the loins. They want what they want too.
...to tell him you need more than a drawer at his place. Please: counter space in the bathroom, room in the closet, and a spot for your soy milk. Let's be real.
...to have a couple of holdover phrases from high school that you just can't get rid of. Sweet!
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