anythingmuppet
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I know this may not be on-topic, but here's a semi-gross story of my experience at school:
Me and my friends were sitting at this one table with a kid who had ADHD and his name was Tyler. He was always asking my buddy Robert for curly fries and he'd give in and give him some. ( I would never touch the school food--the pizza and Hamburgers bounce literally!) But then one of my buds Cody saw ( now heres the gross part--yeah you can change the channel all those with weak stomaches )a fry on the ground and---yes-- he told Tyler and he ate it! EW! Well then kids started spitting on crackers and everything and giving it to him and he ate it! Ick!
Well the moral of that story was always be grateful for what you have and be thankful you're not like Tyler. Now, excuse me I've got the Dry Heaves again...
Me and my friends were sitting at this one table with a kid who had ADHD and his name was Tyler. He was always asking my buddy Robert for curly fries and he'd give in and give him some. ( I would never touch the school food--the pizza and Hamburgers bounce literally!) But then one of my buds Cody saw ( now heres the gross part--yeah you can change the channel all those with weak stomaches )a fry on the ground and---yes-- he told Tyler and he ate it! EW! Well then kids started spitting on crackers and everything and giving it to him and he ate it! Ick!
Well the moral of that story was always be grateful for what you have and be thankful you're not like Tyler. Now, excuse me I've got the Dry Heaves again...