The Rink. i wrote this to someone 3 years ago when i first joined roller derby and was only thinking about that.

yeah man, we'd get our parents to drive us there every weekend, EVERY fucking weekend! my friends had all chosen a boy they liked from a group of boys in New Milford. not me though cos some things never change, or start i guess. whichever. anyway and we'd go to THE Rink and my friends would try to see if the boys were looking at them and eventually they'd flirt with each other and the guys would play hard to get and my friends would get mad and talk shit, then forgive them and. and there was this group of girls from their town who were our enemies, cos they were hoes. god, what a bunch of hoes. we'd give them dirty looks and sometimes catch them giving our friend a dirty look then tell her and skate past them and yell something like BITCH. and they nicknamed me MamaManson but i was like "i don't even care, i don't like him anyway i like the offspring and green day." and to show them, i made MamaManson my first screen name on the aol account i started from my friend's house, cos my family was like the last to get the internet.
we'd go on aol and tell people off from other people's screen names then blame it on someone else. my friends would try to get the New Milford boys to ask them out in one aol conversation and be asking their friends what the boy was saying about them in another. and i'd sit on the floor and shout clever comebacks ("disses") to type to them while making comics about all of us, featuring hilarious exaggerations of the boys and hoe-ish exaggerations of the girls (like i even needed to exaggerate at all, they're such a bunch hobags anyway.)