I was doing some thinking this morning between classes (I know, brain activity outside of class? What? I was confused as well.)
Wolves come in packs. Fish, schools.
Girl scouts? Troops.You know what that means? That means when you see little brown-sashed Betty Sue coming towards you on the street with a box of Thin Mints in one hand and a
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One time, I was selling magazines and I went up to this woman's house [Mrs. Adams] and she peers out the window at me, between the blinds, and yells "GO AWAY! I'M NOT BUYING ANYTHING!" This woman works at our Elementary School.
I am holding a grudge.
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