Yeah, so I was a goth in high school. I wore the standard uniform of unrelieved black and a pair of Doc Marten's. I listened to Nine Inch Nails, The Smiths, and My Life With The Thrill Kill Cult. I adopted the appropriately cynical attitude, and danced in cages in industrial clubs, clad in PVC hot pants.

Then I had my membership revoked for having an unnatural affection for the colour yellow. Oh, the horror!