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ThePQ4:
Ah. My health/P.E. teacher was sort of like that...
In my best friend's health class, one of the girls asked if it was OK to swallow, and she apparently informed everyone in class that -she- swallowed, but it was up to the girl on wether or not she wanted to do it.
...I have never involuntarily shuddered as much as I did the day that my friend had to inform me of that statement. Ick!
It's bad enough thinking that she has sex, much less that she still goes down on her husband. Uuuuuuugh.
ledhendrix:
--- Quote from: I is Grammar on 10 Jan 2008, 09:40 ---My friends and I would play "Hits," where you go around and punch eachother once as hard as you can in the shoulder. Whoever gives up first is the loser. We had spectacular bruises.
--- End quote ---
We called it metal arm, rules were exactly the same. No one would play me :-(
mooface:
you people and your violent games! i played patty-cake! well, i did when someone would play with me. most people wouldn't because i was a loser.
true story: in second grade all the kids refused to drink from the water fountain after i drank from it because it had "MaiAda germs". the guy who started the whole thing was named sam. he was one of the cool kids so he teased me a lot. he once told somebody that i was gross right in front of my face and that made me really upset.
in middle/high school i disappeared for several years because i switched to public school. when i came back to the private school system sam told one of my friends that he thought i was hot and was thinking of asking me out. he never did, but i kind of wish he had so i could have laughed in his face.
(although i probably would not have actually laughed in his face because i'm not mean enough.)
basically, what i am trying to say is that when i was little i was a big dork and grade school was not very fun.
Jimmy the Squid:
When I was in highschool we devised a game that was essentially just people being tackled. The aim was to throw a frisbee around and we all had to crash tackle and pile up on whomever was holding the frisbee so it was best to throw it to someone else when you caught it (because if someone threw it at you you had to catch it). We even managed to take our case to the principal when a teacher on duty tried to ban it because three other teachers thought it was awesome.
Orbert:
Junior high lunch room, my friends and I are sitting together (duh) and all of a sudden an open carton of chocolate milk comes flying across from somewhere, spewing chocolate milk mostly on my friend John. We look around, and two tables over is this guy named Scott looking right at us and laughing his ass off. Scott is one of the popular crowd; we are the losers. There are pretty girls sitting with Scott and his friends, and now they're all laughing at us.
John is not a very big guy, but he's totally fearless and never loses his cool. He got up, went and bought a chocolate milk, opened it as he walked over to the popular kids' table, and calmly poured the entire contents on Scott's head. "Not laughing now, are you, ASSHOLE?!" he shouts at him. And indeed he was not.
John then walked back to our table, to a round of applause from about half the lunchroom. Scott was in the popular crowd, but he was an asshole, and a lot of people really hated him.
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