Can you recall a mythical creature which is believed to reside on the
dark crest of the snowy mountains of the Himalayas, is ape-like, covered with a
thick hide of hair, and preys on stray beings? A Yeti, you would say. I say it
is YOU. Yes, you are a Yeti. Just as the powerful forces of pubescence touch
you, you start to mutate on a rapid scale, giving birth to some obstinate tufts
of thick, black, hair in areas unknown. Mood swings make you hotter than an
active volcano at times or as cold as an isolated igloo. The sentinels of
adolescence spawn bulbous, pus-filled pimples on your skin, elongating it in
the process.
