I was taking a nap during my 8th grade study hall. When I woke up I went to the bathroom, I walked to the sink and washed my hands and looked at my face in the mirror. On my face was a MUSTACHE! Drawn with a black sharpie. I was so frickin pissed, I tried scrubbing my face off with the soap. Most of it came off but there was still a noticeable outline.
I stomped in the classroom and I was like, "WHO THE F*** DID THIS TO MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!?"
Everybody just stared at me with a blank facial expression so I wouldn't know who did it. I walked over to some boys sitting at one of the tables. "Was it you guys? Cause if it was I WILL RIP YOUR FRICKIN BALLS OFF!!!" Now, I know you must be thinking it wasn't a big deal but I was still sleepy and no one fucks around with me when I'm tired. Luckily, the teacher wasn't there at the moment so I didn't get in trouble for my vulgar language, but I really didn't give a flying fart at the moment.
When my mom went to pick me up she looked at me while laughing, "What's up with your face?" When I told her the story she laughed even harder.
I was like, "Thanks, Mom, thanks a lot."
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My Random/Funny Moments
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