Well, on a few occasions recently, I've been called a cheerleader. Yep! Ain't that somethin? I bet you're wondering, "how is it even possible to combat such a keen, and exacting observation?!". Well folks I have no idea! But there is something I can do- magnanimous by nature, I wouldn't want this guy to be seen as a liar, no way! So I borrowed my little sister's pompoms, and worked my way into that nice skirt I had on last Halloween and got started on this circuit. And, viola! 20 wasted and I can't get them back minutes later, here we are. I'm ready to cheer- Who's with me?!....
