Anyways, 1992 I was in the 7th and 8th grade at Everitt Middle school. I remember taking art class with Mr. Pughs, the guy with 1 thumb. One day, me and my buddy Frank went to the KILN room outside with Mr. Pughs, to check on our clay sculptures from class. As we were leaving, we heard Mr. Pughs fart.... and at that time, that was the funniest
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