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>>19901272
My school had to ban these in lunchboxes because everyone would bring them, roll up the wax ball, and throw them at eachother or try and stick them to walls. I got hit in the eye with one thrown at fastball speeds and couldn't see out of it for the rest of the day.

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>>18929506
you're drinking piss, nigger

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>>16572947
incoherent retard

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>be in college
>no bank or credit cards, so I show up to pay speeding ticket in person with cash
>get there, give info to clerk to the clerk, reach for my wallet
>realize I forgot my wallet at home for the first time in my life. Politely tell her that I live a few minutes away so I'll go get it and be right back.
>clerk immediately gets bitchy with me, tells me that I'm a week late on the ticket. I apologize, repeat that I'll be right back
>clerk says that because my ticket is late, if I try to leave now they're going to arrest me in the parking lot
>ohshitniggerwhatareyoudoing.jpg
>look around for someone to share in my outrage. see heroic ladycop has already taken position at the door, eagerly preparing to tread on me
>clerk says I can either have someone bring the money (I have no one), try to leave and be arrested and charged with something else, or go to jail now and wait to speak with the judge this evening and ask to be let out
>99% sure something about this is bullshit, but I have no other options at the moment
>agree to be handcuffed, booked, stripped, and spend the next eight fucking hours sitting next to actual thugs and criminals on a backless metal bench while they commentate on daytime court shows
>Meet judge that evening. He seems confused as to why I'm here, immediately lets me out.
Anyway, for dinner I had cheery kool-aid with one boiled hot dog on a stale bun with a slice of imitation cheese.

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