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So I'm contemplating how bad my feet stink, when my dad comes down the stairs and says "Hey Angela, one of your old teachers is upstairs." I'm like, who the fuck?, so I say "Who?" and he says "Sue... uhh.. Sue..." "Fetterly." "Yea, Sue Fetterly, your grade 8 or 9 teacher" "Grade 2" "Damn was it that long ago?" "Yep... I'll be up in a minute."
Went upstairs and talked with my grade 2 teacher Mrs Fetterly, who is like my Aunts' best friend (she came with my aunt). Strange moments at home.
/end momentary lapse in boredom
Went upstairs and talked with my grade 2 teacher Mrs Fetterly, who is like my Aunts' best friend (she came with my aunt). Strange moments at home.
/end momentary lapse in boredom