storytime bc I can do whatever I want

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so this story takes place when I'm like 6, 7, 8 one of those three and I'm in elementary school (or primary school for my brits) and still happy and all that and this one day I'm in music class

so I don't remember wtf we were talking about but basically this bald ass discount mr.clean looking ass is talking about whatever he's talking about and because I'm a stupid kid I raise my hand to talk about something that is completely irrelevant to whatever we're talking about now because little kids do that kind of stuff

the following is a re-enactment

me- *raises hand*

mr.clean- yes, char?

me- my mom's birthday was on December 6th (:

mr.clean- okay? I don't care that your mom's birthday was on December 6th!

now this mf said it in the most asshole-ish voice like bro??? you could have just said "that's cool" and gone about talking about your music bullshit cause I'm sure this is not the first time this has happened to you

like bro I'm a child calm your titties it is not that serious

honestly bro was always such a dick for no reason

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