#155680 - The English teacher walked in as the bell rang, and I returned to my seat to listen to her boring, monotonous speech about Jonathan Edwards, who was anything but monotonous. The cold December air wrapped around me as I slid into the back seat of our car, an old 1996 Jeep that managed to break down every now and then. “Damn,” I cursed, “that’s fucking spicy.
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Ai miyashita
Sheesh make that ass clap
Booga
Bruh she made the chief cook she really was the master chief ok yeah that was a bad imma go kms now
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Thanks mingey