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May 07, 2011 09:01

So all of these finger stories made me want to contribute.

Waaaaaay back in my freshman year of high school (okay, not way back, but a good ten years ago), I was in a cooking class. This class was hosted by a teacher named Mrs. D. (we actually did call her that). Now she had to deal with my brother, who was the typical hellraiser (think black makeup ( Read more... )

injuries, blood, stitches, wounds

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haine_otomiya86 May 7 2011, 14:11:01 UTC
Well honestly that's just how my name is pronounced. It's Czech and really weird.

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