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loxleyhood
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As some of you know, this was the week apathetic teenagers all around England got their GCSE results, and I was one of them. My grandmother, being that sort of woman, made me a cake. And it was a good cake, it looked good, it tasted good and it was even different. It was lemon cake.
I had only one slice, then my sister ate it all. Im not exagerating. In the space of two hours she ate every last crumb.
In my cake deprived fury, I called her a pig. Not too evil, I just said, "You pig."
Take a wild guess what got punished. The slaughtering of the cake or the name calling.
Im pissed off.
I had only one slice, then my sister ate it all. Im not exagerating. In the space of two hours she ate every last crumb.
In my cake deprived fury, I called her a pig. Not too evil, I just said, "You pig."
Take a wild guess what got punished. The slaughtering of the cake or the name calling.
Im pissed off.