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Originally Posted by Jordan.
:They used to have a special table set up and you could choose a friend and a teacher to sit with you and one of the fat dinner ladies would bring your food over to you. :L
+ No i felt like a dick, I remember sitting there like 'not me, not me' then my name is called out. 
They used to have it on a pillow and everything and the teacher would like bow down and present it to you. LOL
.....It was more like torture thinking back.  |
Woah, that's some way to mess up a child.
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