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Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: Maryland
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Jan 24th, 2007, 09:18 PM
I used to hide in the circular jean-display-things at department stores and giggle my little head off. My mom told me that if I did that, the pants would bite me, so I never did it again.
I took the meat out of hamburgers and just ate the hog dog meat without the bun until I was, I think, 12? 14? I stopped because it's super unfilling.
I didn't know which shoe went on which foot until I was about nine or ten.
When I was a kid, I used to get made fun of a lot by the other guys on the playground (loved by the girls though ;D ) and as a result I still have sort of a tendency to be waaay too super-competitive. One time my grandmother and I were playing Captain America and the Avengers for the NES and we were playing the Duel mode. I would play as Iron Man because he was the only character that could fly and shoot directly below him, which led to me chasing my grandmother all around the stage and ultimately killing her. After she started choosing Iron Man and figured out how to fly, and I picked Hawkeye out of pity and couldn't win, I went into a FURIOUS RAGE and threw my NES controller into her eye.
I was a dumb kid.
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