They made me skip Twisted Sister. And, of course, after Twisted Sister was the beloved DBSK, for whom they shrieked, even my smart, sensible, fire safety speech winner who agreed with me that if boys don’t have to wear makeup, why should girls? She, too, shrieked as the camera panned to her favorite elfin boy-toy. (We took a picture together this morning, she was in a pink stuffed bear hat.) They stood on desks and rushed the projector screen for a Youtube quality video blown up to ten times normal size.