Back then, you had music class and the music room was a small trailer, out back, separate from the rest of the school. My music teacher was great. I can't remember his name but the thing I remember most about him was the colorful mismatched pants he would always wear. When I look back on it now, there is now doubt in my mind he was gay.
There is a song that plays in my head. The words go "I went down to a party. It was Me and Ben and Mac. And before I knew what happened. I got an itchin on my back. Scratch, Scratch me back. Scratch, Scratch me back. It really is a fact. The less I itch the more I scratch."
I know it is stupid but we sung children's songs. For some damn reason, that song stuck out in my mind the most.