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I'm new -- be gentle.
"Or is it?" is my darling boyfriend, who has gotten me hooked on looking at the board. We agreed it would be best if I was not a lurker... so here I am!
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» School fights
A rather "nail biting" experience.
During my last year of schooling before going to university, I was wandering the hallway one day and found myself right beside a fight between two girls (girl fights are obviously the best kind). All I could hear was screaming about how someone had stolen away the other's boyfriend.
I saw the hitting start, and started laughing at the stupidity of it all, thinking about how everyone would be asking me later to explain what had happened in great detail. My mouth flew open and I started to belly laugh and yell, “FIGHT!” when all of a sudden a blur of stuff flew at me, and something had gone into my laughing open mouth.
Shocked and rather confused, I shook the first thing that had flown at me from my shoulder, looking down and realizing that it had been one of the girl's hair weaves. That was enough to make me totally disgusted, but things only got worse when I spit out the thing that had gone into my mouth.
It turned out to be a fake fingernail.
(Mon 13th Mar 2006, 17:18, More)
A rather "nail biting" experience.
During my last year of schooling before going to university, I was wandering the hallway one day and found myself right beside a fight between two girls (girl fights are obviously the best kind). All I could hear was screaming about how someone had stolen away the other's boyfriend.
I saw the hitting start, and started laughing at the stupidity of it all, thinking about how everyone would be asking me later to explain what had happened in great detail. My mouth flew open and I started to belly laugh and yell, “FIGHT!” when all of a sudden a blur of stuff flew at me, and something had gone into my laughing open mouth.
Shocked and rather confused, I shook the first thing that had flown at me from my shoulder, looking down and realizing that it had been one of the girl's hair weaves. That was enough to make me totally disgusted, but things only got worse when I spit out the thing that had gone into my mouth.
It turned out to be a fake fingernail.
(Mon 13th Mar 2006, 17:18, More)