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Basically, I was sitting next to a fellow I know to this day (XxMrPrickyxX). He was playing Oreo with R- wait...OREO? Ain't that a cookie? Well sure it is, fellow normie. But Oreo was a game where we ripped off Rock Paper Scissors. The winner would tell the loser who to date! Oh...tf m- So anyway, he challenged Roberto....and lost. YEP! THIS BOI PULLS A CUPHEAD AND IS NOW CURSED

So Roberto looks around the room and his eyes land on m e (Kill bill sirens) "Date Sara" (kill bill Siren end noise) Mp, (my fellow friend's nickname), has half of a seizure and yells no, making one part of my confidence die. Anyway, my best friend, Isabelle, dares Mp to kiss me after all that sheet. (Yes the sheet censor is back mates) The rest of 3rd grade, whenever he got close to me...he'd just say: "IM NOT GONNA DO IT"

4th grade time:

Not much this time But there was a minor thing. So Mp was working with me and suddenly like that tambourine monkey from teen titans og, a girl named Diana starts a satanic chant saying: "Mp likes Sara!" And this goes on for 7 seconds or so til' she gets a nervous cackle of a reply from Mp being: "nO" We were also called, "Mom and Dad" by Diana because we were supposedly both Asian. He's Asian but aye, I ain't Asian fam.

This went on for..a long time. We were apparently a couple because we were both intelligent.....uhhh...did...did I type this crap out right?...Eeeee.......? SO THATS THE END OF 4TH NOT TO MUCH SHIPPING FUEL, AYE