Disrupting the Rabblement

The Ukranian stood pondering, unsure what he should get us, his servants, to do next. After several more moments of head scratching and imagination searching, a light bulb went off and he brightened considerably. He looked at me. “You are a dog.” He looked at Travis. “You are a cat.” He looked back at me. [...]

This is the story of the first time I ever hit on a girl. I grew up in the Irish countryside with no sisters and very few neighbors, and I went to all-boys schools all the way up until college. So by the age of eighteen, I was terrified at the thought of talking to [...]