Friday, November 04, 2005
Confession 128
Carrie was a girl in my sixth grade class. Once, she and her friends (both named Sarah) were practicing fake slaps. You know, where you clap right on the other side of the face? Anyway, I said, "I wanna try," and slapped Carrie a little harder than very lightly right across the face just because it seemed funny to me. She told Mr. Sheldon, and I had to lie to him and say it was an accident. Stupid girlses, always trying to get me in trouble.
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4 comments:
I love that you called them girlses.
Mr. Sheldon sounds like a wuss. haha... you slapped a girl! You're gonna burn for that one, mister.
He was a wuss! He promoted ballet and classical music! He would never slap a girl!
Wha? Whatchoo talkin bout, mustard? I don't follow....
ok i know i'm talking to you right now, but i don't want to interrupt your story because it's a good one. i just want you to know that this story is CRACKING me up (even though it's like the fourth time i've read it.) i can just picture it...
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