In addition to various other insults behind my back, a time dared me in art lessons to the 7th 5m away from class "cherry" to call, then he ran away, laughing and all stared at me - I followed, overtook him and beat him up quickly after stroke and thread, then lay writhing on the floor and I did - no inhibition, the admit it - felt great. His mother then had the audacity to call in the afternoon my mother and complain to her that it was Wednesday, the doctors had to NEN-threatening and her son looking bruise on the belly. But against all odds have threatened to repeat to any time - was never so openly, or otherwise, bother me. ! WINNING!
LOL ?! Torpedo Of Truth
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