Korn 'Take A Look In Thr Mirrow' [2 CD] { } ~93.11.20 148

He is the big athlete, all 280 pounds of him. Super Jock! Looks like a cube, Neanderthal skull, shaves his head down to this stupid eighth inch Marine regulation length. Walks around school growling at everybody. Anyway, he decided that I was going to be his girlfriend. Just like that. "Me, Throwback, you, Polly." I would've done something really dumb, like spit in his ugly face, if it hadn't been for Tara. She really straightened me out. "How're we gonna get to be cheerleaders, if you go spitting on the team's star line-backer?" she asked. This was the first time she'd ever mentioned cheerleaders. "Sure, Polly. It's the American Dream. Every girl wants to be a cheerleader. It comes with the muff…" Hey, well at first I thought she was putting me on, that she'd had a micro-dot for lunch and she was just tripping. I was wrong… she was dead serious. "Look, Polly, you wanna be a model, right?" she said. "And we both know you got what it takes, looks-wise, but that isn't enough. You got to learn how to handle men. They're not much different than dogs, very dumb dogs ...»