BS Friday

This is going to be a quick one.

I changed schools in 7th grade, and told everyone that I had OCD but only a minor case of it. Anytime I saw the number 4 (on a license plate or a page number in a book or wherever), I had to tap on something 4 times. After a year of that, I told them that I went to treatment and didn't have that problem anymore. To this day, 4 is my favorite number.

Hope everyone has a great weekend.