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Anon remembers 7th grade (sh.itjust.works)

submitted 1 week ago by Early_To_Risa@sh.itjust.works to c/greentext@sh.itjust.works

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[–] Ziglin@lemmy.world 2 points 1 week ago

I did something similar to my mother. Except I came downstairs with blood all over my face and hands (I hadn't found a tissue yet) and then tried acting like a zombie. I thought it was hilarious. She was shocked but got over it pretty quickly.