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here's mine...me and my bro who is two years older...went out before detention and..um...smoked....so the, of all people, principal comes into detention..."I smell smot"..."i'm comming around to smell everyones fingers to see who it was"...course I'm infront of my older bro and his friends who were with us......so the p-pal gets to me...I give it a swipe...."THATS SHAT, THATS REALLY SHAT!"..as he wipes his upper lip and runs out....never even got in trouble....names Brain, sorry if this story offends anyone.....
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