This pure genius...

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LOL yeap, that will do it for sure.

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I remember when my mother used to trick me like that... She would say we were going to a concert and we ended up in church.

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lmao

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"I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, uh, some people out there in our nation don't have maps, and, uh, I believe that our education like such as in South Africa and, uh, the Iraq everywhere like, such as, and I believe that they should, our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S., er, should help South Africa and should help the Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future for our children."

Where's the cartoon strip for that? That would be funny!

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LOL! I couldn't even argue about not going to school, cause I try to say some like that, my mom would open a can of whopass.

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That was funny. Never really had a problem with going to school. I just did it. Since my mom used to go to work before I had to leave for school my mom had to trust me. I rarely ever missed school. I was a boring kid.

Only problem I had in the morning was my mom doing my hair, it hurt so much. She used to threaten me by saying she'll let me go to school looking like that. My hair would be half done, one ponytail and the other side loose. I still remember once I went to far with crying/screaming and she actually made me go with my hair full of curls that weren't combed out. I cried on the way to school and when people said it looked fine I wanted to cry more (that was when I was still in pre-school). I laugh at it now. Such fond memories of my childhood, lol.

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I just can't help myself. Risk it all with me.

LMAO!!!! That's great.

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