Felt Up With Snow

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R: Now let me tell you one thing. Being hit in the face with a wet rag (on purpose) - experienced! - is a LOT better than being ...felt up with a snowball - also, experienced.

Our story starts on a beautiful winter-

Ok, let's get to the point.

Basically, T and R were outside for lunch break.They saw a group of people they knew, and being the kind, polite -uh huh...- people they were, they decided to come over and say hi.

That didn't end so well.

One of the guys was holding a snowball. He was about a meter away from R.Then a brilliant thought crossed his mind.

Why doesn't he come up to R, and drag the snowball down her chest? (THANK GOD FOR -PUFFY- WINTER JACKETS!)

R: Yeah, in conclusion, I've never felt so invaded in my life. Ok, maybe I have, but that's irrelevant. Needless to say, I practically dragged a dying-from-laughter T, away from the group.

Yay life >.<

lol...*sighs* remeber kids. 

Snowballs aren't as innocent as they look. 

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