I awkwardly introduce myself to Junius saying, “Hi, I’m Ari, which one of you is Mike because you’re all tall, thin, wearing black, and have beards. I can’t tell.”
Dude I couldn’t.
They seriously all had the same face.
With all this fever in my mind, I could drown in your kerosene eyes.
I'm Ari. I'm all grown up. Or so I'd like to believe.