Son, I was a bad little boy just like you when I was your age. They tried every punishment in the world, but I wouldn't stop being bad.
Then one day your grandmother said she would have sexual relations with me if I raised all of my grades up to a B average and stopped getting into trouble.
So son, as of today, you have until your next report card to get your grades up or else I'm going to fuck you. No exceptions.
Welcome back to a much more intimate group than when you left. We can sure use some of that "old school" input as numbers here have dwindled.
posted Jan 13th, 2015 ( permalink )
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