There's a party in the cupboard
Wow. That sort of thing kills me. I have to remind myself that I wasn't as bad as many people, most people. But there's no excuse for any time I participated.
I remember in sixth grade, when we were far too old to be doing this, a group of girls I hung out with would play tag at recess. When one uttered a mutually agreed-upon phrase, all would ignore one particular girl. I think you know who she was. This girl would be running around, trying to bait whoever was it, to no avail. I quit the game eventually. Maybe I went after her. I took some sort of a stand. I just wish I remember what it was.
Wow. That sort of thing kills me. I have to remind myself that I wasn't as bad as many people, most people. But there's no excuse for any time I participated.
I remember in sixth grade, when we were far too old to be doing this, a group of girls I hung out with would play tag at recess. When one uttered a mutually agreed-upon phrase, all would ignore one particular girl. I think you know who she was. This girl would be running around, trying to bait whoever was it, to no avail. I quit the game eventually. Maybe I went after her. I took some sort of a stand. I just wish I remember what it was.
you forget what stilted means
you forget what stilted means
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