I don't know why this happened.
This tale is not suitable for those of a nervous disposition.
I have no explanation for what took place on that day and the story ends with great uncertainty.
It all began in primary school, one of the first days of year three.
I wouldn't have said that I was a particularly jumpy child, but what I experienced has left a blank in my memory.
All I remember is sitting in class happily doing my work, when unexpectedly the person sitting next to me though it would be a good idea to sharpen a pencil over my head.
Of course this did not go over very well, though I can't remember exactly what happened anymore...
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Tue 10 Apr 2012, 8:50, 4 replies)

I bet it was a 2b too. I hope you have received appropriate support, you poor thing. Much love to you and yours. Lean on b3ta because that means strength bro, strength.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Tue 10 Apr 2012, 8:58, closed)

You absolute bastard!
Someone I know was given support by people from b3ta.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Tue 10 Apr 2012, 9:46, closed)

Yeah, right.

( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 10 Apr 2012, 11:19, closed)

Well.
you would know.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Tue 10 Apr 2012, 12:25, closed)