Going to the St. Andrew's High production of 'Little Shop of Horrors' tonight. After the Kingswood moonlit market last week, I have come to the realisation that I have an unnatural attraction to matric boys as long as they fit the following criteria:
1. Wearing a white jersey
2. Have, or at least look like they have, failed a year
3. Wear slightly upgraded thick black framed glasses or smooth light wire frame ones.
And lastly, and perhaps most importantly, they must NOT be shopping with their mom when I spot them. It saddens me greatly to see such a boy who fulfills all of the above criteria but is holding the basket and walking behind his mum in Spar.
This is a 
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