So, you want to know about the time I cried?
It was 1987, I was 12, and I had just seen the movie "The NeverEnding Story". The ending was just too much for me, man.
I mean, I was already a sensitive kid, but that kid from the movie, Atreyu, he was just... too much.
Anyway, I went home and cried for like 3 hours straight. My mom was all like "what's wrong, kiddo?" and I'm just like "I DON'T KNOW, OKAY!?!?"
It was a real moment.