Well, that taught 'emSammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
(, Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
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My Daddy taught methat I needed a nom de plume.
Have you ever written on a banana skin with a biro? (no this is not a Honda advert)
It's really weird, really oddly nice feeling. The biro just flows smoothly. That's as close as I can get to describing how it felt to 'write' (carve) on an old table at my Dad's house.
I quickly learned that graffiti is best done anonymously. I quickly learned that I could not blame the engraving of my full name in my neatest, newly learned joined up writing, was not something I could blame on my brother.
After that I quickly learned to move my vandalistic ways out of the house and away from fatherly suspicion.
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ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Tue 1 May 2007, 13:34,
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