Spam Thread Mk. III

when I turned in my project for psychology class, I made a dinosaur even though I was not supposed to, my teacher looked at me funny, I said that when we grow up we lose our imagination and suffer from it, the ones who have overactive imaginations tend to become more successful and lead the way for other people.

she accepted it with an A

 

Did romulation just go down for a few minutes??

 

no you just went up

 

When I was in third grade one I left my homework on my mothers computer desk. I woke up the next morning, walked into the computer room only to find my two year old sister with my homework crammed inside her mouth. I pried her jaws apart and took the soaked piece of paper out of her mouth. I spent the rest of the morning trying to dry what was left of the paper. The ink was run together and half the page was gone. I took it to school, having no time to redo it or any knowledge of what the questions had been. I showed it to my teacher, head hung low, expecting I'd get an F and said "My sister ate my Homework." My teacher gave me an A. I miss that woman.

 

*SNIFF*

[me=hYpNoS]loves teachers who care[/me]

 

They are extinct

 

No, my old teacher still works (my second teacher ever in life-funny how I learnt thru him from 1st grade to high school).

 

All my teachers are bastards and fucking bitches...

 

The ones at my old school are now, none of them care, but back in my day, they were caring, and lovable (despite being quite crazy outside of school life...you won't belive what they did).


Which reminds me, my old class would have to meet up with out number one teacher again at some point...

One of the few teachers that we can go out and have a drink with.

 

Same

 

Screw school...

All of my teachers are always kind and caring when I visit them when they're at my old school.

 

For me it's the ones that were there since first grade, the ones there now don't care.

They spend too much time going "NO", and the stupid school now ask for id checks, etc when visiting school grounds...


I used to just walk in and say hi to everyone, sure security is good, but...


There is a hole in the fence which i can fit thru with my 6.3ft frame that needs fixing

 

That's a big hole...

I've always wanted to dig a hole in my yard.

A very, very, very, very, very big hole.

But my father doesn't want me to...
I want to dig that hole so much...

 

hypnos do u speak like an aussie?

 

Any one from Australia has an Australian accent.

I have an Ohio accent.

I met a guy from New Orleans once.
When he said New Orleans, I couldn't understand a word he said.

Nawlins?

Whatever...I can't understand half the people from the South anyways...

 

Im not black or southern im cajun though but i dont speak freanch my grandmother does though. I have a slight country accent but thats it.
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i am from Louisiana though

 

I wasn't raggin' on the South.

I'm just saying that everyone that I have met from the South, I can't understand...

And there's nothing wrong with black people. Why bring it up at all?
It doesn't bother me if you were or not... >.>
I'm not a racist or anything.

 

I do, but my bloody accent is closer to an american, blame the american shows I used to watch or my mother, she learnt the american english...

XD

Apparently my accent is closer to a southern american.

I notice this...anyone that has some minority is extra sensitive.

Be it they are midgets, or hate the word "retard" like myself.

 

Tried it once in a sandpit when I was a young'un with my friend.

We tried digging to China ( Yes. ) and didn't make it that far due to a bunch of random ants deciding to spew out from underground.

Not worth it. After we tied plastic bag handles to yarn and ran around pretending they were magical animals from across the street. Nostalgia...

By the way, what is that amazing red creature from?