Years later, it was High School. I went to a school called "A School for People who go to School made by People who went to School 2." That's when I finally took a shower for the first time. Just kidding again, I'm such a funny little joker guy. I still haven't taken a single shower in that whole time. That's also when I became bisexual and addicted to cocaine. During High School at A School for People who go to School made by People who went to School 2 I was still being bullied. They still called me Stinky Joe, so I decided to embrace it. I AM Stinky Joe.
Due to my homosexuality (and my hygiene) I wasn't allowed a job anywhere. I had to settle with the guy inside the ATM that puts out the money. I was told to make a "beep" sound whenever someone clicked a button. They also had me sit inside of it, and made me put out the money whenever they actually made the transaction. I had to piss in a cup. Once, a person got really mad because I didn't give them their card back (it was shiny). They kicked the ATM machine, which resulted in me breaking all my bones. I never stood up for myself then, so I just sat there and wallowed in pain. My bones then healed by themselves, but it healed wrong, so now I have to sit in chairs backwards.
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Story i turned in for 6th grade final writing assignment that i got a 2 on
De Todohey guys i was going through some old shit and i found ermm this sotry do you guys think i cooked do you think i deserved a 2 on this
