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It all started in first grade gym class. We had a little course set up and you could go ♥♥♥♥ around freely at the end of the lesson.
They had some ropes hanging from the ceiling that you could climb or swing on. I was climbing and slipped a little so I grabbed the rope tightly and straightened my legs to press the rope between my thighs. At that point what happened was very confusing to a 7 year old ♥♥♥♥♥♥. I pissed my pants (witch later turned out to be ♥♥♥) and slid down the rope mid-♥♥♥♥♥♥. I told my friend to climb the magic nut-rope, but he didn't believe.
I still to this day wonder how my underdeveloped limp ♥♥♥♥♥ managed to crank one out.
Put this on the profile of people who are known/wanted terrorists
that were involved in the September 11th attacks in 2001
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