Today you found a hero, tomorrow you'll forget/ Lookin' for convenient truth, you haven't found it yet.
Sometime after all the Reagan-inspired early Eighties liberal paranoia regarding nuclear annihilation kicked into gear, my dad decided to begin construction of a bomb shelter.
Flying off the handle and taking his anger out on a pair of harmless 6th Graders made the guy look irrational, bitter and faintly crazy.
In (humorous) reference to a movie which I don't particularly care for.
Presented in order of appearance in the movie (minus cover songs played during the Last Dance).