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Originally posted by bwind22
Okay, Vod and Stingy's stories were both funny as hell. (Especially Stingy's, I wanna try that now! LMAO!)
Ege, I wouldn't get so down on yourself about having 1 one night stand. (I know some people that have had dozens and they seem to carry on without a care in the world. Besides, and I'm making assumption here, it's not like you raped her. She was a consenting and willing participant. If I were you, I wouldn't feel bad about it.)
Okay, here's mine....
When I was at my first day of high school (9th grade, 1994), I was sitting in my desk. I leaned forward to grab a book off of the floor and while I was doing so, I let a very loud fart rip. (I didn't do it on purpose, it just escaped when I leaned over.) Needless to say I was quite embarrassed. (Who wants to be dubbed the 'Fart' kid on their first day at a new school?) I noticed everyone seated in front of me (I was in the second to back row because my last name starts with a 'W'), turning around to see where the loud burst of noise and semi-lethal odor came from and what came next was a stroke of genius. Before anyone could really point the finger or identify a culprit, I quickly turned around too. (As if I was wondering about the noise and smell just as much as everyone else.) There was only one person behind me and it was a big fat girl named Crystal Wirtz. Since there was no one behind her, she ended up getting blamed for it by everyone in the class! She then went on to hate me for it for the next 4 years, but hey... at least I wasn't the 'Fart' kid. :D
Wow! I just realized I have never really told anyone that story. It feels kinda good to let it out. LOL.
P.S. Sorry about runing your high school career Crystal Wirtz.
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Awwww.. I WAS that fart kid.
In sixth grade, my nickname, even by some of the teachers, was Gasmaster.
I blew up in class one day, and the nickname stopped. It's not cool to have homicidal thoughts about a teacher, about anyone, when you're 12 years old.
Thanks for trying to cheer me up, but a lot of shit happened in those 4 days. I never once yelled at her, even raised my voice at her, and it definitely was NOT rape.
She came back 3 months later and tried to tell me she was pregnant with my kid. Stupid fucking bitch wasn't even pregnant.
I guess I don't feel TOO bad, seeing as she got me back for it (though what she did was much worse).