Suz: I'm 16 and probably don't have boobs like yours! Thankfully I dont care XD

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Your upper body would be sore after 5 minutes of running around.

If you're banking on meeting a guy that likes small cleavage, we barely exist. Like 0.0003% of the population. Don't count on it.

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I did say I didn't care ^^ plus Im not small as such, just not big XD I prefer being slim and having medium/small boobs than being bigger and having bigger boobs XP

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You might not want to say that while walking down the street though ;)

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Im in love with TheObjectionist. (non-CR family tree)
I call him Gumshoe Two, and he calls me miss prosecutor. ;D

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My sister doesn't understand of closing the door while you're naked, so while I walk from my room, I have to see her as I walk, getting dressed. And she's kinda hefty too, so everything bulges out, so there's no room for hiding.

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@DaemonForce
Im glad someone can relate T_T

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That's a relief.

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Nooooooo!

I do NOT relate to your story! Your story is way way way too watered down for me to actually reason.

The only way I related to it was the fact that I had been stuck in the back seat of this girl's crappy blue Chevy Nova every day after practice during my entire last year of High School. One of her sisters would always be in the car sitting next to me on the left. She would NEVER talk to me or she'd be plain mean. I'm convinced she hated me. She would bitch and whine about everything including taking ME home first.
The other person next to me would often be anyone. Another of the driver's sisters, George, the captain or the captain's sister.

Same goes for the person riding shotgun(I just realized I hate this term).

Eventually I would wise up to this arrangement and be that last person. I never liked putting up with anyone's bitching so the earbuds go in, MuVo turns on, I'm in my world.

This didn't make things any better. Then the driver, as cute as she was, would be absolutely certain to drive me home LAST. I have no idea why she did this. I could sort of tell something was going on but she never seemed to try anything, so I guess I was okay. I don't know though.

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She has a crush on you.

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There are too many things wrong with this idea. I don't know where to begin so I'm just going to state that you're simply wrong.

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Wait a second. I don't look like Pamela Anderson!
I just said dat no one in my class has got such. Yes, we are the flat-chest class. Everybody is flat-chest. One girl, Elke, she uses this much of push-up and is so stuffing up her small-as-mini-mini-tiny-bras. (this much -------) I think it's Ok for my age.
And I understand how to close the door when I'm getting naked. I hate it when someone is looking at me then.

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lol own'd.

DaemonForce, I simple got a taste. I cant believe you lived, *sniff* poor guy.

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Yeah. I rode in a car full of girls. Where it's obvious this one is defective.

This doesn't make any sense to me.

After dropping her off FIRST, going to the other end of town to drop ME off when it was on the way into town and then go all the way back home...

Maybe I should have asked...Was this trip really necessary?


Barely.

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Ugh I'd give up my boobs to be thin -__-

*should start working out* It's the summer and I don't have much else to do...

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That's the first thing to go. Usually.

Lift weights. Run around. Turn this into a daily habit and try not to stray from it. You'll have a much much better appearance within two weeks.

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Ah, this reminds me of many a time in ballet class. Perfectly healthy ballerinas would complain to each other about how "fat" they were. Maybe I'm slightly biased because I favor curvy women (I'm something of a rail myself), but I find this whole obsession with thinness among women rather silly. Anyway, during one such conversation I overheard, I made a point of laughing and interjected, "You're not fat! You're healthy!" The destructive potential of "must be thin" thought patterns was quite evident in that very class, incidentally. One of the younger girls (she was about 14 or so at the time) was extremely thin--little more than a skeleton. The skin was frighteningly tight around her face and right under her almost nonexistent bosom, her ribs were plainly visible. Whenever I did partner work with her, I was afraid I'd hurt her. There was no soft flesh to grip--she was all sinew and bone! Thankfully she gradually took on a more healthy appearance over the next couple years, but until then a question echoed in my head every time I looked at her: Are you eating enough?

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Doesn't matter. Drink water. You're not getting enough.

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Akane: You don't need to do anything, I'm sure you look lovely. I just prefer being slim, doesn't mean I'm better looking or anything :P My friend's about an inch wide and he's not attractive (in my opinion).

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Duh. I was a stupid boy.

For what? I still don't understand.

I would usually walk home. The driver girl would often make it a habit of stringing me along after practice. I have no idea why she did this but she made the most fun out of doing so.

Yeah....Keep telling her that.

The driver girl was extremely competitive with everything I did. She was a nuisance but at least she was pretty.

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I'm actually almost or am classified as being overweight. I could easily lose weight if I stopped eating so much and exercised more :P I eat a lot XD I get rather irritated with people when they tell me that I don't need to lose weight. I'm not trying to be rude, but you don't know what I weigh. I know that it's really unhealthy.

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Shut up and eat some food.

Exactly the opposite of what she kept telling her to do? I think not.

It's creepy.

She looks exactly like the with the whole cuteness aura going on and all. Do not........Wait what do I want again?

I just got back from the DQ thingy and both of the weirdo brats were there this time. Ugh....Why do I put up with them?

Long dialog. Today really got to me.

*clean clean clean clean...*
Back again?
Of course.
Ahahaahahah!
(Oh God not that cackle...) Uhmmm...Small cone.
Okies.♥
You totally want a blizzard, right?
Uh, no.
*eyes light up* He's getting a small cone.
What the hell?! Why do you keep changing your order around?
I'm not changing it. I just made my order.
*walks up next to me and stares into my eyes with an insano crazy smile...* Now, are you sure you don't want a blizzar-
Is your hair long enough to pull?
*a few people stare at us*
! No...Is yours?
Cute.
*goes back to cleaning* Hers might be long enough though.
! *wiggles into an akward position and gives me a small cone*
Oh look at that. Now you have her scared of me. Either that or she needs to eat more fiber.
Ahahahahaahah!
(Ugh...I want to DIE!) *sits down*
Is this place cleaner than usual?
I guess...Why?
Well I spent all day cleaning it and it would really help if someone said that it looks clean. Even if it doesn't.
Well in that case it doesn't seem to matter what I say then does it?
Oh...I mean...Uhmmm...
I guess it looks okay.
He's a man and he doesn't pay attention to that sort of thing.
Riiiiiight...Judging from how you look and how you panic I suppose you have an eye for detail then...
EEK!
*wash wash wash...* Ow! I cut myself on this...
Awww poor baby. Get a bandaid. I'm not kissing it.
Poor baby is right...
*wash wash wash wash...*...*stares at me*
....Uhhh.....Nice.....Teeth?
Ahahah!
What you do?
I was watching him eat a cone. I did that to purposely freak you out. Did you get freaked?
Uh no. Girls like you aren't scary. Except my last stalker that stared at me a lot like you do.
You had a stalker?
Yeah. She was a pain.
What about me?
What about you? Oh. Pests.
EEK!
*order up*
Why thank you shorty.♥
! Am I really that short to you or are you making fun of me?
It can't be both?
* & out-inch each other...*
You are such a shorty. I'm like 5'3" and you're like...4'11" or something.
Aha! Little girl you so short you fell off the curb and broke your neck...
Hey!♥
(If a freakishly tall girl doesn't scare me enough, a freakishly short girl does...)
*time passes*
Ha. I knew that wouldn't be enough. You have to have the blizzard don't you?
*orders a cheeseburger*
! *seizury*
Why?! *grabs Mic* CHEEZ-burger! Ha...
Was that a cheeseburger?
Yeah.
Ahahahah!
(God I'm glad I don't work here...)
*wanders off*
She's a little crazy in the head isn't she? She acts stalkerish almost.
Yeah she has her moments.
*order up*
Weeeee! Burger!♥
*some machine noise*
What is that? It sounds like some dog getting run over.
Ahahahaahah! It does.
Ugh...I HATE this machine!
*time passes*
You should like get the supervisor. I found a *does hand gestures*...I forgot S.
Uhhh...*does hand gesture alphabet*
I would have no hope of ever remembering those.
Why?
Because I can't read hands easily. Idiomatic expressions are easier.
Idiwha?
Characters used to express ideas. When combined they form new expressions ranging from really stupid simple to something really weird. It's painful. Then after the first 300 I learned how to write colors.
Oh cool. Wait...Colors?
Yeah expressions for colors. At least I'm not expressing them to a blind man...
Wait...How would you do that?
Uhhh....
What was that blind language? Braile?
I guess it could work for most. But you would need your hearing to learn it fast.
I....Wow.
*orders a chicken wrap*
You finished that hamburger already?
What do you mean already? It's been like 10 minutes and those things are small. Like McDonalds small. Like it looks like a bun...and then another bun. It's that small. God I hate that place....
Eeeeeewwwwww! I hate McDonalds so much.
Shut up. You work in a DQ. You have to say that.
No like...It's always dirty and stuff. The burgers are horrible.
Yes I agree. I haven't been in there for a while. I went recently to remind myself why I don't go in there. The last hamburger I ate there tasted like a lame cow that got mulched raw.
& Ahahahhaahahaha! You're a funny guy.
...? What's that? A smiley?
What? Oh this? It's a pin. He's frowning at you.
*leans forward* Hey Come look at his pin.
A what? Oh. Cool.
He's a tinfoil nutjob trying to keep his brain sucked dry from alien mind control waves and such.
Ahahahaahahaha! Where did you get that?
Places.
*walks around*
?
Not around here. *sits down*
Oh.
Are you seriously like this boring every night? All you two seem to do is whine and judging from how a shiny grabs your attention so much I wouldn't be surprised if you start talking about how red my shirt looks or something.
Uhmmm.....♥
*order up!*
*gives me a chicken-wrap*
God I love these things.
You eat a lot.
(Okay, it's now really obvious this girl doesn't have a boy or she's never been around one in her life. There must be something seriously wrong with her. RUN AWAY! NOW!)
What? Isn't that a lot?
Uhh...No. It's not. Probably too much for a stick like you.
Hey!♥
(Aww crap.)
*machine noise changes*
Did I say a dog getting run over? It sounds like a baby seal being clubbed to death.
Ahahahahaahahahahhaahah! I can't believe you just said that!
WHAT?! It DOES!
It sounds like a walrus.
*time passes*
...
*machine noise gets louder*
It's at this point I pretty much lose it.
Aha...Ahahahaha!
What's so funny?
I can't get that stupid image of a baby seal out of my head.
& Ahahahaahahahaahahaahahahha!

I'm going to leave it at that. It's too much for me.

Fixed:
Legible
Accuracy

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I've got some epic ones!

- me
- my friend, cameron
- crazy lady on the street
Last year Cameron and I were walking to the movie theatres going to see Pirates of the Caribbean. and it so happens that along the way << this crazy lady was circling a pile of trash screaming to her self. She stops me and Cameron:

umm... excuse me
yeah?
Do you know what this is? *points at the pile of trash*
Looks like garbage to me
(suddenly and randomly) what religion are you?
I'm agnostic
/ (turns to me gives me a hug and whispers in my ear) God bless you

Now for some reason I was the victim in all this and Cameron adn I walk away without talking to each other for 5 minutes. We then burst out laughing in confusion.

I also have another one!

In 4th grade I scraped my hangs on the playground gravel (as you know how unsafe that place is) so I go to the bathroom to wash my stinging hands, but little did I know that I walked into the girls bathroom. I didnt realize it until a girl poked me on my shoulder and asked me what I was doing in there. I walked not saying anything and my face was completely red.

One final bonus, it doesnt count, but I feel like saying it.

Around Halloween last year my brother (who is gay, this is why I still consider it to be somewhat related to the main post) is trying to figure out how to dress up like a gypsy. I unknowingly walked into him putting on my mom's strapless bra. It was quite awkward and I am pretty scarred from that experience.

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That just...Sucked.

Something about this thread tells me I'm doing better than most people.

Try a Ted Turner version of Captain Planet.

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Hm. I'm always online, and as we all know there are no girlz on teh internets, so...

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The girls seem annoying :/

Lee: >>

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Opposite sex? Based on what I've read so far it should be called Close Encounters of the Third Kind

I'm kidding. Blah...I'm not funny.

I have something to add. This happened to me in 7th grade.

(Not to sound weird or pompous or anything, but...just some background info, my arse is somewhat large for my body type. )

I was wearing a pair of jeans that were a little too big for me (I wore a belt to make up for it) but flatter the...um...rear area. So it looked kinda...well...you know. So I was walking down the hallway, on my way to my bus so that I could go home. Then these two thugs walk by and they decide that it would be fun to SHOVE A PEN UP MY ASS. (I think the jeans might have been why.) I think they were aiming for my crack, but they missed a bit (thank god, too, because I've heard that if someone kicks you in the crack or something like that, your bowels will release and you'll end up shitting yourself ). But it still found contact. Gr.

So, they're big guys and they're the type of people that I wouldn't want to speak to, especially in a situation like that. So, they're laughing like it's the best thing since sliced bread, and I just give them the good 'ol death glare, you know, the kind that says "Get the fuck away from me you idiotic perverted pile of scud, I'll ring your neck in an instant if you ever try that again." And I don't remember all of it clearly, but I think one of the guys started chewing on the pen after that. He chews on pens a lot. I think. Ick.

I normally would have reported the event, but I didn't know who they were at that point in time, and also it would lead to very awkward conversations with my school's administration. Not to mention those guys could've had plenty of opportunities to extract their revenge in the future. (And they do drugs too. )

From what I've heard, I'm not the only one they did something like that to--plenty of other girls, I'm guessing, but I think it's stopped. They even did it to at least one guy

Another thing sorta happened to me this year, in 9th grade. I took a Health course in the 3rd and 4th quarters because in my state you're required to take at least half a year of Health to graduate. So the whole year, this guy--a dorky looking guy who had round-frame glasses and acne and tried to walk with a swagger (but miserably failed at it)--was assigned to sit next to me, and for some reason, he really, really creeped me out. I purposely sat in a specific position so that he was in my blind spot. I mean, he never said anything to me, never came too close into my personal bubble or anything like that, but he just really creeped me out. And I feel bad for saying that when he didn't do anything to instigate that idea in my head, but...*shiver*. Something I did notice, though: sometimes he'd stare at me during class, and his head would turn as other girls walked by...makes me a li'l nervous at just what he was looking at. And once, in the beginning of the course, he had to walk me to my math class because I was on crutches. It was very awkward.

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Awww......Does poor baby hate enemas? Hahahahaha!

This is the first entertaining thing I've read all week. Yay.♥

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Not quite kancho, as it was a pen rather than a finger, although I do think he got a feel in the process. But, yes. I'd really prefer to go through life with my rear as a one-way exit. (As gross as that sounds...)

Glad my misfortune entertained you. I like making people laugh.

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A lesson learned the hard way: NEVER add someone you like on MySpace or Facebook without asking them in person first, unless they have a lot of mutual friends. You will DIE.

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Ahahahahaahahahaah!

From the day you have an EXIT ONLY tattoo there, every guy you're with will make sure that ass is doomed.

I have FaceBook stalkers. They're cute. In a seriously screwed up sort of way.

I fucking hate that thing. What the hell did it take for that stupid girl of a psycho friend to convince me this was worth using? I haven't logged in for months. I usually log in to deny requests from spam.

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Yuki: Some guys are dumbasses (excuse the term)

DF: facebook stalkers? Never met one XP and yes, Myspace sucks!

Im also having a funny experiance of my friend trying to set me up with his friend >> Its very interesting.

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Ahahahaahahah! You should have an army of those things. They're cute.

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So you say...but I seriously don't get it.

HOW DO GUYS FIND TWO 3-D SPHERES ATTRACTIVE?!

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Superior evolutionary design?

It has a frequent purpose. You might notice one of these uses if you pull your subconcious acts aside long enough to realize you signal certain people.

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How so? XD They just seem like a waste of my time. I'm meeting the guy today anyways, should be some funny thing I can post up here later XP

Lana: It shows you can feed babies :P

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Now I'm sure that this guy, Felix, likes me. Dajana,Maggie and Elvira, close friends of mine pretend that they like him. They don't. Dajana,for example, said ''I don't like him anymore because he is soooo untidy..''. Then, 5 days later '' Agh, I don't know. Wait, I like him.''. He doesn't really like her. Another example, he always tells me unimportant things and not Dajana,Maggie or Elvira. I feel a bit cruel..

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- me
- one of my closest friends
- weird kid

[puts his arms around my neck; shitfaced] Give me a kiss!
[Okay, so I was really drunk too] Nahh I don't think so.
Pleeeeaaase
[giggles] Nooo I don't think so.
[plants a kiss on my cheek] Now you.
I don't think so.
[puts his arms around me.] She's mine.
Yeah! [giggle fit]

Then, later.
Ah, I love you.
AHAHAHA HELL YEAH I LOVE YOU TOO
Aw.

That would've been alright if he'd have had more than one beer. D: Creepy.

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