I will punch the next person that makes a comment about shoulder riding in the face.

I remember when I was like seven years old and my Mom and I were before-school shopping. This would have been about 1978. I needed a new lunchbox and I had found a really cool KISS lunchbox that I wanted, despite never having listened to their music at the time. A lady hurriedly approached me as I was standing next to my Mom and grasped the lunchbox and said “Oh no, you don’t want this one. These men (the band was picture in full costume on it in their Destroyer pose) worship the Devil!” and she snatched the lunchbox out of my hand. My Mom, not really knowing what to do with this obviously crazy lady, said to me “Maybe she’s right, let’s look for another one” and the lady, appeased, walked away. Then Mom grabbed the KISS lunchbox and put it in the cart. Fuck you, crazy lady, wherever you are!