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I'm not a kid that plays in gym much, It makes me tired and i hate fucking running every damn time they tell you to. Then they make up them cringe worthy ass games that make gym more fun so kids could join and exercise more and those fatass gym teachers. Don't get me started on them, making me do exercises when your ass is fatter than me. They're the one's who should be doing mother fucking jumping jacks but there's one game that gets me going ant it's-
Tag
I don't play tag outside or gym much because my boobs jiggles a lot when I do, but one day during gym we we're playing a game that's kinda like tag but you have to wear this type of belt that has strings coming down it and you have to pull it inorder to get that person out of of the game.
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(it's side ways and that's how it looks)
when it comes to that IM THE ANKLE BREAKER
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like I'll last in that game for 10mins, now let's talk about the teachers. I hate the male teachers because I have this feeling when I'm doing push ups or touching my toes they're looking at my ass. my butt is big ok, I look like Dexter's mom-
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It's difficult but don't you hate when you're sitting down drawing or shit in gym then the teacher comes over and write you up, like if I don't want to do basketball I'mma draw the fuck.
I also hate it cuz you can get hurt a lot one time I got hit in the face with a dodgeball. I even tried to act like I had asthma so I couldn't play.
