Heather Anne stole from Kat and now I am stealing from both of them. Only they're doing this alphabet thing beautifully and I'm about to make it juvenile and crass. It's just what I do.
When I was in elementary school, I liked the word "ass" because I'd say it and then, just as I was about to get in trouble, I was be all, "Nuh-uh, you misunderstood me, I was talking about a DONKEY . . . you ass."
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6 comments:
DAMN IT. why didn't i come up with this?
Can I guess what "B" will be?
See, Heather Anne and Kat are all classy and world-wise and make me feel like I'm five years old or something. But this -- this I can totally relate to.
I bet you weren't really talking about a donkey, were you?
Oh, how I love you.
I can totally see third-grade you saying that.
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