Your senile grandfather asking his grandkids, “Who do you know here?” at Thanksgiving dinner. TFM.
The faint smell of cheap booze that is never coming out of your favorite blazer. TFM.
Trying to incite major riots after your country was eliminated from a tournament you had minor interest in. TFM.
Instinctively affiliating yourself with the most patriotic looking people at the bar. TFM.
Shooter McGavin-esque celebrations when you answer a question correctly in lecture. TFM.
That one flask that’s been to hell and back with you. TFM.
Shouting obscenities when your professor nearly spoils the USA-Canada women’s hockey score. TFM.
The spider that sets up shop in your old sperrys.…