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I hate my class sometimes; today I do. My class wouldn't stay quiet when Mrs. Traver sincerely wanted them to be. Drake said "SHUT YOUR PIE HOLES OR YOU'LL GET CRUCIFIED!", and Christian told me I had "nice knockers" when I was holding a large set of chimes. Then we would put in our song ideas for the spring concert. I wrote "Dixie (I wish I was in the land of cotton)", and no one would shut up about it! Hell, no adult in their sane mind would like to hear "Baby Got Back."
I'm sorry, very very sorry. I have to accompany my grandmother, okay guys? And you won't see me online for the rest of the day as I have enough work.
I'm sorry, very very sorry. I have to accompany my grandmother, okay guys? And you won't see me online for the rest of the day as I have enough work.