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Here is one story retold, albeit with a pithier ending:
From freshmen lol:
wow im a freshmen
What happened: Im in 9th grade, and I was at this show at my school where they pick Mr. NV, which is like the "guy" of the school, so its a contest where like 5 seniors or so go out the stage and show off doing dances and walking aroudn and stuff. So, after they were done, the host ( a senior) was going around the audience asking them how did they like the show. I was sitting the bottom right hand corner of the auditorium( right next to the stage), so i was the first one chosen. He asked me ,"okay so im a senior and you're a freshmen and i dont care about you or wat you say, but what did you think about the show tonite?"
What I said: Um.... uh... i dont konw...
What I SHOULD have said: WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME IM A FRESHMAN
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