If you completed an assignment incorrectly, my fourth-grade teacher would punish you by tearing it up in front of the class mockingly. Once I realized I’d done this, so I erased my homework to go back and do my calculations right. He saw me finish erasing and came over, but before I could record the right answers, he held up my blank sheet and yelled at me while he tore it up. I was so humiliated I soiled myself then and there, and I had to stay in for recess for trying to "cheat". I was in the gifted class until fourth grade, never again.
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My mom stabbed my dad and there was blood all over the place and he had to lock her out of the house because she was being violent and she was banging on the door yelling to be let in
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Originally posted by Zanick
If you completed an assignment incorrectly, my fourth-grade teacher would punish you by tearing it up in front of the class mockingly. Once I realized I’d done this, so I erased my homework to go back and do my calculations right. He saw me finish erasing and came over, but before I could record the right answers, he held up my blank sheet and yelled at me while he tore it up. I was so humiliated I soiled myself then and there, and I had to stay in for recess for trying to "cheat". I was in the gifted class until fourth grade, never again.
I had several die...the most spectacular death being when it was piloting a lego spaceship I'd put together and the test flight from the upstairs bedroom window failed.
I had several die…the most spectacular death being when it was piloting a lego spaceship I'd put together and the test flight from the upstairs bedroom window failed.
I had several die…the most spectacular death being when it was piloting a lego spaceship I'd put together and the test flight from the upstairs bedroom window failed.
I had several die…the most spectacular death being when it was piloting a lego spaceship I'd put together and the test flight from the upstairs bedroom window failed.
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Well I had two but my first one was much sweeter than my second. The second one kept biting me. So I admittedly was like fuck you. Plus I upgraded to a guinea pig.
Well I had two but my first one was much sweeter than my second. The second one kept biting me. So I admittedly was like fuck you. Plus I upgraded to a guinea pig.
I had 3 guinea pigs and a rabbit housed together at one time. I was a bit older then so they were treated well.
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Agreed. I wont mention the neighborhood cat beatings, frog splatterings or dust bunny shootings with the air rifle then.
Originally posted by Jiggaboo_Johnson
Agreed. I wont mention the neighborhood cat beatings, frog splatterings or dust bunny shootings with the air rifle then.
If i ever saw you or anyone else beating any animal id beat the living fucking dogshit out of them/you. Only the scum of society beat on animals
Mrs. Parker took my magic 8 ball in 6th grade and she never gave it back .. and she was my math teacher as well as home room teacher.. I hated the way she taught math even in private tutoring ..she was no more personable one on one than she was with a class full..
But mainly my 8 Ball.. I want it back
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fuck it all. seriously serious shit like this brings up one song thats Moby's Extreme Ways. Not sayin I was Jason Bourne but too much shit to cover so little time left. just have time on this earthly plain to have fun and stay connected with whom i've connected with online and in the real life. maybe see a few new or ol horizons(if one believes in past lives)than just dead. end of story. sadness and that worthless shit belongs to the suicidal or worse.
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Originally posted by cigreting
If i ever saw you or anyone else beating any animal id beat the living fucking dogshit out of them/you. Only the scum of society beat on animals
Kids do the darnest things. Don't worry I only beat humans now....mostly women and children
POLECAT
POLECAT is a motherfucking ferret
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my first dog died,, he ran off and never came back, a hunter called and said I found this collar on a dog skeleton about 18 months after he ran off to die,, we were the same age. My Puppy died he got stomped by my 4H calf, turned his head to much,
My dog died,, got hit by my neighbor who was riding wheelies on his dirt bike past our house and the stupid bitch ran out and attacked his back tire, I loved that dang dog.
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The teachers in my day had cruel and unusual punishments, like using a leather strap or strip of hardwood on our upturned palm for being unruly or not turning in homework or failing an exam, or they'd sprinkle uncooked rice in the corner and force us to kneel on it with our noses directly in the crease of the corner. They'd also make us write out a sentence 5 or 10 thousands times on the blackboard, like "I promise not to be a bad student and will obey my teacher from now on", making us erase and re-use the same board after every 25 lines. The teachers would grab us students directly by the hair, throw us around like rag dolls, yell and scream at us, push and shove, and basically treat us as their personal property. And it was all legal, too. Once we got home, our parents could legally beat the shit out of us, too, and many did. Even a husband giving his wife a beating was perfectly legal. In those days, violence played a much larger role in general society. It's what kept the order so strict on all levels of life.
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