11-16-2006, 04:45 AM
When i was in the Third grade i stole a troll baby out of this other girl's desk.
She came back into class and started crying and told the teacher it was gone and i was like "oh that stinks".
I got nervous thinking theyd catch me so i took all off all its clothes and acted like it was my own.
A week or two later i still felt so bad that i snuck it back in her desk.
She came back into class and started crying and told the teacher it was gone and i was like "oh that stinks".
I got nervous thinking theyd catch me so i took all off all its clothes and acted like it was my own.
A week or two later i still felt so bad that i snuck it back in her desk.
Now you can tell some lies about the good times that you've had
but I've kissed your Mother twice and now I'm working on your Dad.