My jeans look gay in this light.
Anyway. Once, back in high school, I celebrated my birthday with a friend and we both got the same gift in another color. She got a white lamb and I got a black one. Ever since, I was identified as the black sheep. I recently found the lamb (named Bernard, lmao) again and oh, the memories.
Good times, good times.
PS. I swear to God, if someone favs this in a Glee folder, I don't care where you live, I will come over and watch you sleep FOREVER.