And of course sooooooo happy that I have found all you lovely ladiesI know the internet is FULL of weirdos but we have managed to find a lovely group of honest, genuine amazingly beautiful YOUNG ladies (because I don't care how old you actually are we are all young on the inside
) xxxx
Is this the part where i fess up that i am really a man???
bahahahaha
if you were a man, i would worry... where do you get your Vag temps from?!?
do we get a sticker for passing therapy lesson number 1???
thank you 2mums
Hellooooooo mum2q(i would say that i have missed you but we are having a secret affair hehehe
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well i just love that idea and would love to hear stories from everybody
Mine is not too exciting but when i tend to get down and think of all these people having babies i think to myself that the happiest day of my life was the day i married daniel ... He is everything to me
and of course sooooooo happy that i have found all you lovely ladies
That is a great story!!! You seem like the kind of kid i would have tripped on the way out to lunch though
do we get a sticker for passing therapy lesson number 1???
ok...so here goes... please don't judge me! hahahaha
I was in year 1 and we had a 'stinky kid' (don't lie...you all had one in your year!) in our class, his name was Joshua Grant. So you get abit of background info, I was very much a 'goodie goodie' in my younger days, always sitting at the front of the class, always trying to be the one to sit up with my legs crossed and my back as straight as I could get it (so straight that it was in fact arched backwards), always the first with my hand up first to answer the questions being asked...and I was a dobber - a big, stinking dobber!!!!!
so anyway, one day, I was sitting at the table and Joshua was sitting next to me and he said to me "lets go under the table and I'll show you mine if you show me yours". Needless to say, I was mortified! I cuoldn't believe what I was hearing! I immediately tried to get away from him, and I can't quite remember, but I'm almost 100% sure I would have dobbed on him...
so I get back to my table after little lunch, come back inside and he gives me a note... the note says "I love your fanny". again...I am completely beside myself, don't know how to react. I immediately rip the paper up and throw it in the bin!
I then go to tell my best friend at the time, Amba, all about it. She said "why didn't you show the teacher? (der Shell...that would normally be my first reaction, but for some reason I didn't) So after that I though "hhmm...you're right, I should have, he would be in a lot of trouble for that!"
So next, for some strange reason, instead of getting the letter out of the bin & saying I had ripped it, I decided to re-write the letter and hand it to the teacher as the 'original'. She talked to me about it and said "maybe he meant to say I love your family, he's not as good at spelling as you are" and I said "no, he doesn't know them, he meant to write it"
next thing I know, it was a mini fete at school a couple of days later, and I got called to the classroom during it... something that didn't happen to me unless I was running an errand for the teacher or had extra homework to collect...
so the teacher explained to me that she had called my mum to the school as she had looked at the start of my handwriting book from the start of the year, and knows it was written in my handwriting... then i had to try to explain to my mum why I had written a note to myself saying "I love your fanny" claiming to have been from someone else....
Needless to say, there were lots of tears that day!! hahaha
We had supervisors at luch time and me and my friends terrorised them! Made them chase us around the school (we weren't allowed to leave the class or lunch room!) haha We used to hop out the windows and hide behind lockers! Had sooooooooo much fun!!
do we get a sticker for passing therapy lesson number 1???
OMG
I nearly wet my pants. For real. I think a little bit of wee came out.
good therapy too!! 
ok...so here goes... please don't judge me! hahahaha
I was in year 1 and we had a 'stinky kid' (don't lie...you all had one in your year!) in our class, his name was Joshua Grant. So you get abit of background info, I was very much a 'goodie goodie' in my younger days, always sitting at the front of the class, always trying to be the one to sit up with my legs crossed and my back as straight as I could get it (so straight that it was in fact arched backwards), always the first with my hand up first to answer the questions being asked...and I was a dobber - a big, stinking dobber!!!!!
so anyway, one day, I was sitting at the table and Joshua was sitting next to me and he said to me "lets go under the table and I'll show you mine if you show me yours". Needless to say, I was mortified! I cuoldn't believe what I was hearing! I immediately tried to get away from him, and I can't quite remember, but I'm almost 100% sure I would have dobbed on him...
so I get back to my table after little lunch, come back inside and he gives me a note... the note says "I love your fanny". again...I am completely beside myself, don't know how to react. I immediately rip the paper up and throw it in the bin!
I then go to tell my best friend at the time, Amba, all about it. She said "why didn't you show the teacher? (der Shell...that would normally be my first reaction, but for some reason I didn't) So after that I though "hhmm...you're right, I should have, he would be in a lot of trouble for that!"
So next, for some strange reason, instead of getting the letter out of the bin & saying I had ripped it, I decided to re-write the letter and hand it to the teacher as the 'original'. She talked to me about it and said "maybe he meant to say I love your family, he's not as good at spelling as you are" and I said "no, he doesn't know them, he meant to write it"
next thing I know, it was a mini fete at school a couple of days later, and I got called to the classroom during it... something that didn't happen to me unless I was running an errand for the teacher or had extra homework to collect...
so the teacher explained to me that she had called my mum to the school as she had looked at the start of my handwriting book from the start of the year, and knows it was written in my handwriting... then i had to try to explain to my mum why I had written a note to myself saying "I love your fanny" claiming to have been from someone else....
Needless to say, there were lots of tears that day!! hahaha
Love it !!!
so funny!
