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Whack, whack.
My knuckles still hurt.
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7 comments:
what did this mean? is this what i think it is? are u the whacker or the whackee?
What didya think it was? BTW, no names here!
I thought it was about that incident in school when you were talking too much to that pretty girl when lessons were going on and your teacher hit you hard on your knuckles.
hehehhe... kidding. what do you think i thought it was about? :D
1. I have been disceet throughout my school and college days...
2. It happened recently.
3. I was the whacker.
4. In case the whackee is reading this, I'm already visualizing the duct tape over my mouth!
whatta whacko i say! if s/he speaks, u whack. if s/he reads your reply, u shut up. strange are your reactions! poor whackee.
LOL :)
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