When I was a little girl growing up in northern California among the wild and free, my mom used to get me to do Joe Cocker impressions at parties. That explains a lot, I think.
If you haven’t watched this, by the way, you haven’t yet lived life to the fullest.
p.s. Gary said on reading this post that he used to do Joe Cocker impressions at parties as a kid, too. So that’s either endemic to California kids of our generation or speaking volumes about our relationship.
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I did em too.