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# In colour?
You smug bastard. We had to paint the X red with our own blood from cuts walking over large piles of broken glass in the snow to school which was in fact a small box with no teachers and a padlock on the door where we'd get hosed down with yak urine.
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 17:55, archived)
# Paint?
I couldn't paint because we had to use my arms and legs for firewood. My father used to beat me until my blood splattered across the screen. If it didn't form an x, then I was in trouble.
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 17:56, archived)
# Blood?!
We had to use 2-months-old filthy dishwater in our veins because we had to sell our blood for half a p to afford the 99% mold, 1% bread we used to get 12 grams of every fortnight.
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 19:02, archived)
# was your day
infact yesterday?
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 17:57, archived)
# Yes, but in my day yesterday was five thousand years before the formation of a breathable atmosphere
We had to hold our breath in the vacuum of space and scant magma fumes and damn well like it.
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 17:59, archived)
# And if you tell that to the young'uns today,
they won't believe yer.
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 18:04, archived)
# Aye, they don't even know they're born today...
(, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 18:06, archived)