It’s fun seeing a Facebook photo of someone you knew (dated) in high school and can confidently say, “Hey, new boobs and a new nose. Good for you.”
Jenny (formerly . . . surname redacted). I’ve known her since kindergarten.
I’m surprised at the outbreak of WWII we didn’t change “kindergarten” to another word like “Our Kids Don’t Attend Nazi School.” The lack of action must hold the same logic of internment camps for Americans of Japanese descent and not German or Italian descent.
Americans are confusing. As are fake boobs and a surgically emaciated nose.