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So you ask, when was the first time we met...hum it was
late at night at that club we use to love were all the clowns would go too see
children undressing
their dolls. Parents don't like this as it makes them worry that thier son or daughter may grow to to be a weirdo
or not to be a weirdo... screw that he thought in class as the teacher had his backto the class. With that, he stood up and dropped his pants for all to see and marvel. When the teacher turned around and saw
me giving the finger, again. So I quickly punched her in the face and made a run for it.
