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For myself, I remember I was seven years old. On my way home from school one afternoon with friends that lived in the same apartment building, we decided to throw snowballs at cars (it was wintertime in Canada).
I remember it like it was yesterday, we were on top of a hill next to one of the busiest streets in the city I once lived in. We were throwing snowballs as far as they could with no results. No one was hitting any cars. Then it happend....I launched this one particular snowball and it was like time stood still and it was happening in slow motion. I couldn't believe how high and far this snowball went...but man..the results were bad - I hit this car's windshield flush (my friends and I were facing the side of the road) and the driver slammed on his brakes and smashed into the back of a car in front of him. Our natural reaction was to run and did we ever. We didn't even look back. It was an automatic reaction. Bolt! We ran through a retirement home's parking lot, climbed a fence and ran through a graveyard. No one said anything while we were running. We all knew it was bad and there wasn't time to say anything if we didn't want to get caught. Finally, we ran out of gas. We had to stop in the graveyard. Someone asked who threw the snowball that hit that car. I said, "I did." One of the older kids laughed. No one believed me. None of them could fathom that I had a rocket for an arm and threw the snowball as far and as accurate as I did. I never did get caught :D The End. Your turn! |
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Too many to choose from not enough time
 
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Ok fine. Mines a bit more perverted.
I was 14 and at a new school. Myself and this one girl couldn't take our eyes off of eachother. hers were almost silver. Finaly I got the balls the ask her out. She said yes andwe were holding hands and kissing and all that jazz for a good month or two. One day she asked if I wanted to join her in the girl bathroom. Naturaly I said "Yes" and we both went in. One moment we're making out and the next I am leaning on a sink with her giving me head. right when I was about to blow my load the principal walks in. That's not even the worst part! She goes "Daddy! Umm..." First and only thing that went through my mind was "OH SH!T!" Needless to say I was expelled lol Never did see her again.. Too bad....... That was realy good lol |
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Bump.
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For myself, I remember I was seven years old. On my way home from school one afternoon with friends that lived in the same apartment building, we decided to throw snowballs at cars (it was wintertime in Canada). I remember it like it was yesterday, we were on top of a hill next to one of the busiest streets in the city I once lived in. We were throwing snowballs as far as they could with no results. No one was hitting any cars. Then it happend....I launched this one particular snowball and it was like time stood still and it was happening in slow motion. I couldn't believe how high and far this snowball went...but man..the results were bad - I hit this car's windshield flush (my friends and I were facing the side of the road) and the driver slammed on his brakes and smashed into the back of a car in front of him. Our natural reaction was to run and did we ever. We didn't even look back. It was an automatic reaction. Bolt! We ran through a retirement home's parking lot, climbed a fence and ran through a graveyard. No one said anything while we were running. We all knew it was bad and there wasn't time to say anything if we didn't want to get caught. Finally, we ran out of gas. We had to stop in the graveyard. Someone asked who threw the snowball that hit that car. I said, "I did." One of the older kids laughed. No one believed me. None of them could fathom that I had a rocket for an arm and threw the snowball as far and as accurate as I did. I never did get caught :D The End. Your turn! More importantly what did you learn? And do you still run when you do something that hurts another? |
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Ok fine. Mines a bit more perverted. I was 14 and at a new school. Myself and this one girl couldn't take our eyes off of eachother. hers were almost silver. Finaly I got the balls the ask her out. She said yes andwe were holding hands and kissing and all that jazz for a good month or two. One day she asked if I wanted to join her in the girl bathroom. Naturaly I said "Yes" and we both went in. One moment we're making out and the next I am leaning on a sink with her giving me head. right when I was about to blow my load the principal walks in. That's not even the worst part! She goes "Daddy! Umm..." First and only thing that went through my mind was "OH SH!T!" Needless to say I was expelled lol Never did see her again.. Too bad....... That was realy good lol anything i was thinking of confessing to now pails in comparison to that so i'm not even gonna bother 
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For myself, I remember I was seven years old. On my way home from school one afternoon with friends that lived in the same apartment building, we decided to throw snowballs at cars (it was wintertime in Canada). I remember it like it was yesterday, we were on top of a hill next to one of the busiest streets in the city I once lived in. We were throwing snowballs as far as they could with no results. No one was hitting any cars. Then it happend....I launched this one particular snowball and it was like time stood still and it was happening in slow motion. I couldn't believe how high and far this snowball went...but man..the results were bad - I hit this car's windshield flush (my friends and I were facing the side of the road) and the driver slammed on his brakes and smashed into the back of a car in front of him. Our natural reaction was to run and did we ever. We didn't even look back. It was an automatic reaction. Bolt! We ran through a retirement home's parking lot, climbed a fence and ran through a graveyard. No one said anything while we were running. We all knew it was bad and there wasn't time to say anything if we didn't want to get caught. Finally, we ran out of gas. We had to stop in the graveyard. Someone asked who threw the snowball that hit that car. I said, "I did." One of the older kids laughed. No one believed me. None of them could fathom that I had a rocket for an arm and threw the snowball as far and as accurate as I did. I never did get caught :D The End. Your turn! Just your luck, the dude will be a member of Mingle 
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Edited by
me_me_me_pick_me
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Sat 10/25/08 05:04 PM
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For myself, I remember I was seven years old. On my way home from school one afternoon with friends that lived in the same apartment building, we decided to throw snowballs at cars (it was wintertime in Canada). I remember it like it was yesterday, we were on top of a hill next to one of the busiest streets in the city I once lived in. We were throwing snowballs as far as they could with no results. No one was hitting any cars. Then it happend....I launched this one particular snowball and it was like time stood still and it was happening in slow motion. I couldn't believe how high and far this snowball went...but man..the results were bad - I hit this car's windshield flush (my friends and I were facing the side of the road) and the driver slammed on his brakes and smashed into the back of a car in front of him. Our natural reaction was to run and did we ever. We didn't even look back. It was an automatic reaction. Bolt! We ran through a retirement home's parking lot, climbed a fence and ran through a graveyard. No one said anything while we were running. We all knew it was bad and there wasn't time to say anything if we didn't want to get caught. Finally, we ran out of gas. We had to stop in the graveyard. Someone asked who threw the snowball that hit that car. I said, "I did." One of the older kids laughed. No one believed me. None of them could fathom that I had a rocket for an arm and threw the snowball as far and as accurate as I did. I never did get caught :D The End. Your turn! More importantly what did you learn? And do you still run when you do something that hurts another? Things learned that day: A) Even when you tell the truth, others do not want to believe you B) I had an amazing arm. Perhaps I should have been trained to be a basebal pitcher or tried the javelin. C) When you run as hard as you can, you will tire quickly. Anerobic vs. Aerobic energy system at work there. D) Throw snowballs at kids. They are not as fragile as cars. When I hurt another now, I usually say, "you landed wrong" or, "you shouldn't have moved." |
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