If there is one thing I have learned from growing up in Florida, it is that crazy people are alive and well in this world. I also recently discovered that snow is not just a myth from the spooky white men of the north, and icicles are not something exclusive from the hardware store to decorate your house at Christmastime, but I digress. It seems that every news outlet has a “bizarre Florida stories” page. We have it too, but it’s just the community section. If you thought that your local news stories were insane, a little known fact is that our local news station doubles as the Maury Povich show.
Dear Mr. Bieber (Can I call you Justin?),
Being an entitled jerk can be fun. Trust me, I vaguely remember being two. That whole “mine” phase, I am sure, was enthralling. You are not responsible for much at that age, mostly trying to stop going to the bathroom in public, which at 19 you are still trying to master (remember the bucket incident, because we all do). Fortunately for us, we have all grown out of our entitled phase because it really is not endearing.