My Worst Beating

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Saturday, 22 June 2013

I think that the worst beating my old man ever gave me was that time I got so made over him not taking me out to McDonalds that I crapped in the hall. He grabbed me by the hand and rubbed my face in it and picked me up by the shirt collar and told me I'd better never do that again.

Then I sneezed.

-S.P. Moleturd

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