My mum told me to stand up to bullies. So I did, and got wedgied every day for a month. I hated my boss.
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(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:27)
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I never made it to Sixer.
I went on a Guide camp as a leader many years later and tried to force vodka down the throat of a fellow leader who was in the early stages of a diabetic coma. In my defence I thought it was a bottle of lucozade - I'd forgotten she was also an alcoholic.
I look forward to reading more of your stories!
(, Mon 18 May 2009, 23:26, Reply)
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