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05-13-2009, 10:16 PM | #31 (permalink) | |
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05-13-2009, 10:46 PM | #32 (permalink) | |
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Is that the European way to spell Tumor? Cool. |
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05-14-2009, 12:18 AM | #33 (permalink) | |
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my dad had a neat routine. he would make you bend over and grab your ankles. he would crack you behind with a hot wheel track, or a switch, yardstick, belt, whatever. if your knees buckled, or if you cried out, you got 2 more untill you could take one without buckling your knees or crying out. |
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05-14-2009, 01:26 AM | #34 (permalink) | |
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am i the only one who didn't get mercilessly beaten by their parents?
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05-14-2009, 01:51 AM | #37 (permalink) | |
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05-14-2009, 02:37 AM | #38 (permalink) |
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maybe? I just spell things as how I read them in books. I realize now I must have spelled it wrong, sorry.
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05-16-2009, 10:44 AM | #40 (permalink) |
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This is a f*cked up conversation, but if you must know, I got it mostly with his hands, hitting, choking, pushing my face into the carpet, and one time he hit me in the head with my english textbook.
That was the time that made me finally tell my teachers...... ................................................ Is this turning into a big group of people begging for pity? I want no part of that....... |
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