I skipped out of the house one night gleefully wearing my badass Yan Zombie tee, Dylan was standing by a waiting taxi ready to immediately denounce me since there he was dressed smartly in the man-sized version of the same badass tee. “Go inside and change,” he commanded, “You’re wearing the same t-shirt as me.” “Oh yay!” I responded radiantly, “How sweet and adorable! We are twins! Everyone will know we are in love and together! How ultra oh my God nice! This is what I’ve always enjoyed in mind, described and wanted! Matching outfits! Deeply in love! Jesus motherfucking shit hurray!” Dylan’s expression held clear the wordless message that only geeks and losers thought in such a painfully lame fashion and uncool way but Masia One was in my corner with her single clap and delighted giggling and so there we were happily dining proudly in public with our Wicked Wednesday group all twinned up seated side by side in our his and hers Yan Zombie tees. It’s true that Dylan’s hoodie was zipped tight all the way up but I’ll get that shit zipped open and totally down, you can pretty much goddamned count on it, what else am I goddamned here for, you’ll love, just wait, you’ll see.