The other day, Orange and I went to moonpies and misfits to get some s**t. It was closing down soon (like us) and we miss it so. Anyway, they had a sale (like ours is gonna be! only the sale is 100% off). I bought the first two cards as a present for my guy.
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Me and my friend litterally pushed each other over and rolled down a hill to get the p***s donor card. xD She stole it and dropped her she. I stole it, but she kept running away from me. When she was far enough, I put her shoe ontop of the basketball poll (because it's beside the hill)
Well... the hill is stopped by a fence and there's a basketball court a few feet below. And so while she got her shoe, I tried to grab my evidence of great a deed.
We were shouting things like "OMG! Give me back the right to a p***s! AH! What the ******** man? That's my p***s."
And she kept switching between her hands, hence the rolling.
Ah! Then this teacher came in and just stared at us. She was like "You done yet?"
We were both like "Not quite..."
And so we rolled a bit more. Then I gave her her shoe back. =]
Speaking of p***s, we had an awkward video to watch today about how the sex of a foetus takes form. It was really horrifying because it looked like Mrs Keane and Mrs VA Joiner (Visual Arts teacher). Anyway, if it goes up like the incredibly slow animation, it makes a p***s. If it goes inwards, the child isn't ******** itself, it is a girl. WELL DONE ASSHOLICS!
Oh yeah. Why did I remember about these cards again?
My friend reminded me about how her friend made penises out of ice-cubes.
Aight that's it. If you don't like the word p***s, you shouldn't have read the title. I apologise if the word p***s offends you. If it makes things better, send me your home address and I will offer you my family jewels from the grave. smile
Oh yeah, and good luck to year 12's even though they might not ever see my p***s discovery journal entry.
