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Pre-K - Another kid shit himself and I laughed so hard the teacher had a serious talk with me about how it wasn't really nice to do that.
Kindergarten - I learned how to count and shit but my main memory is these 2 girls who were best friends got into a big fight over me because they both wanted me as their boyfriend. Uncle Paul would have been so jealous.
1st grade - First one in the class who learned how to read, nigga. I felt like a big swingin dick when I read some Berenstain Bears book in front of the class.
2nd grade - I went from smarty pants to class clown. I got in trouble a shitload that year. Also Stabbed a girl in the arm with a pencil and tried to choke another kid through a chain link fence with a shoelace. They made me go talk to the school counselor and I made up some bullshit about how I was bullied when I lived in Tennessee even though I wasn't even fawkin from there and had no idea about Tennessee accents. Somehow they never called my parents. There was this like 70 year old fat faggot Mexican retired teacher who would come to our class sometimes and tell us stupid stories. One time he told a story about how he dreamed he ate a giant marshmallow and when he woke up his pillow was gone. I said something like "Is that why you're so FAT?!" I had also been interrupting the entire time. He yelled at me "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" and got very upset. I was sent out and that guy never came back to our class.
3rd grade - My parents must've been slipping me something because I became a good student again and much more well behaved. Good grades and almost never got in trouble. Saw my first vagina. During reading group this girl across from me had a hole in her underwear while wearing a skirt. I just remember thinking it kinda looked like a really wrinkley ballsack.
4th grade - My biggest memory is I lived in a very religious area and one time at recess I stepped in small hole and my knee bent backwards. I said, "Oh My God!" because it fawkin hurt and this little twat ran off and told a teacher I used the Lord's name in vain. The teacher was a pretty big guy with a mustache and a dumb balding head, he was kinda scary. He cornered me and got right in my face with his stank breath and was like "iF yOu eVeR tAlK LiKe tHaT aGaIn, I'LL bLaH BlAh bLaH!!!". If there was such a thing as a time machine I would honestly use it to go back and smash his fucking head in with a lead pipe at that very moment while shouting "WHERE'S YOUR GOD NOW, FAGGOT?!"
ok I'm done. Lmk if you want more JC/DC school daze stories...
Kindergarten - I learned how to count and shit but my main memory is these 2 girls who were best friends got into a big fight over me because they both wanted me as their boyfriend. Uncle Paul would have been so jealous.
1st grade - First one in the class who learned how to read, nigga. I felt like a big swingin dick when I read some Berenstain Bears book in front of the class.
2nd grade - I went from smarty pants to class clown. I got in trouble a shitload that year. Also Stabbed a girl in the arm with a pencil and tried to choke another kid through a chain link fence with a shoelace. They made me go talk to the school counselor and I made up some bullshit about how I was bullied when I lived in Tennessee even though I wasn't even fawkin from there and had no idea about Tennessee accents. Somehow they never called my parents. There was this like 70 year old fat faggot Mexican retired teacher who would come to our class sometimes and tell us stupid stories. One time he told a story about how he dreamed he ate a giant marshmallow and when he woke up his pillow was gone. I said something like "Is that why you're so FAT?!" I had also been interrupting the entire time. He yelled at me "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" and got very upset. I was sent out and that guy never came back to our class.
3rd grade - My parents must've been slipping me something because I became a good student again and much more well behaved. Good grades and almost never got in trouble. Saw my first vagina. During reading group this girl across from me had a hole in her underwear while wearing a skirt. I just remember thinking it kinda looked like a really wrinkley ballsack.
4th grade - My biggest memory is I lived in a very religious area and one time at recess I stepped in small hole and my knee bent backwards. I said, "Oh My God!" because it fawkin hurt and this little twat ran off and told a teacher I used the Lord's name in vain. The teacher was a pretty big guy with a mustache and a dumb balding head, he was kinda scary. He cornered me and got right in my face with his stank breath and was like "iF yOu eVeR tAlK LiKe tHaT aGaIn, I'LL bLaH BlAh bLaH!!!". If there was such a thing as a time machine I would honestly use it to go back and smash his fucking head in with a lead pipe at that very moment while shouting "WHERE'S YOUR GOD NOW, FAGGOT?!"
ok I'm done. Lmk if you want more JC/DC school daze stories...
