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No. 24786
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One time I asked who Jesus Christ was in High School, because I was simply out of it that day.
The minute I realized what I had said, and saw the resulting hateful remark from the teacher, I pulled my heads up through my shirt like a turtle to its shell, and somehow fell over and hit my hand against the desk adjacent to me.
Its pretty bad when you can feel the proxy embarrassment ooze off of everyone else.
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