Back in my day, graduating high school meant two things. One, you successfully survived twelve years of mystery meat lunches and group projects where one kid did all the work. And two, if you were real lucky, somebody handed you a crisp twenty-dollar bill in a card with a Bible verse on it and told you not to spend it all in one place.Now? These kids are out here graduating like they jus...
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