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at a crowded night club....

me: do you want to dance?

if the answer if other than yes,

me: No I said, you look fat in those pants!

okay, so I'm not that mean,,, but it sounded funny when I heard it today.
dance the dance
pants and plants:biggrin:
 
are sure it ain't:pass::haha:



My Mum used to call it " Cannabis conjunctivitis"

She was a teacher of those who are less gifted than others and there was a lot of glue sniffing back then.....if you had red eyes you were posh....red mouth meant glue sniffing scum
 
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My Mum used to call it " Cannabis conjunctivitis"

She was a teacher of those who are less gifted than others and there was a lot of glue sniffing back then.....if you had red eyes you were posh....red mouth meant glue sniffing scum

Those were the days....... huffing dust off and nitrous in the school parking lot was a rite of passage back then. I lost count of how many hit the deck with the WaWawaawawawawaw singing proudly in their skulls.
 
My Mum used to call it " Cannabis conjunctivitis"

She was a teacher of those who are less gifted than others and there was a lot of glue sniffing back then.....if you had red eyes you were posh....red mouth meant glue sniffing scum
good primal training
 
the changes in schooling over my lifetime are insane. My HS had tons of windows, halls of glass, and courtyards. We had free periods, picked our own classes (like a college) open campus, and the curriculum included woodshop, auto shop, jewelery crafts, and much much more.

Today that building is gone, the new one is like a giant prison with cameras, few windows, metal detectors, cops, guns, and no one leaves campus.
 
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