I remember my second
English literature class at my new grammar school ( I was just 12 ). We were told it would be Tolkien's 'Hobbit' that year so I turned up with my own cloth-eared copy and was able to read almost verbatim without reference when called upon. Boy, I was one unpopular cunt in my first years of school.
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Pasanonic 's been known to cause insanity in laboratory mice,
Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:37,
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same here
nobody likes a smart arse until it's time for exams
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Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet,
Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:39,
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It's comforting to find the small things that remain unchanged, isn't it?
*runs for it*
Edit: This is pretty fucking pointless if you don't chase me, spoilsport.
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Jessie © needs pirate name suggestions,
Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:41,
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