Let's go back in time shall we? You are once again an awkward, naïve teen just trying to seem cool, and fit in... you know, follow the pack and avoid being TORN TO SHREDS. You enter a
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Let's go back in time shall we? You are once again an awkward, naïve teen just trying to seem cool, and fit in... you know, follow the pack and avoid being TORN TO SHREDS. You enter a dim, dingy room with black walls, flashing colorful lights, and throbbing music from last decade. The air is thick with the smell of sweat as slick, shiny bodies in their best clothing undulate unnaturally through the murky cacophony. Suddenly, a shady figure emerges from the fog. He's wearing a cheap blazer and pants so tight they could be spray-painted on. You can't quite make out his face through the pounding chaos but he seems... far too old to be here - oh, and what's this? He's got something clutched in his clammy hand he wants you to take. It's... a slice of lukewarm pizza?? "Hey dude! Hope you brought your Bible!" he screams with far too much confidence for a man with a '96 Pontiac Grand Am. That's right, that's not a drug dealer and this isn't a night club; that's your youth pastor and this... i