The travails of young love
I was in a car with an old friend, not that I know him well, he is just old. We were listening to the radio when a song came on. I asked “Is this The Drake?” He laughed his head off “No, you idiot, he’s just called Drake.” I must admit I stopped listening to the latest pop music around 10 years ago, but to get laughed at by a fifty year old was painful.