Pussy.
You are one seriously fucked up guy.
That got a little smile out of me. Actually I’m loling pretty hard.
That’s great for you. Have fun.
Hey! That is ee cummings you’re calling a pussy, there. You think you can just go out there and call some poet a pussy?
Oh, yeah, nevermind.
Ching chong
Right, I’m ending this. Eden, GSG, stop it. Thread locked.
But, to end the thread in an on-topic note, am I seriously the only one who has lots and lots of GOOD memories concerning high school? I mean, I’m sure I had some bad ones, but for the most part, high school was fun for me.
Actually, my time in high school was awesome because I went to an alternative one. There was maybe a hundred people in it when I graduated - that was total, not just my class - The there was a good student-teacher ratio. And since I was the only one to master the art of not being a total dick to the people in charge, I got away with stuff like coming into the first class of the day not only wearing a bathrobe, but with a plate of scrambled eggs and a mug of cocoa. provided I gave my American History teacher a slice of toast. No strawberry jelly though, he hated strawberry.