Aye. It still surfaces occasionally. Passive aggressive ya' know.
Oh! I remembered one more. It was me who puked behind the orange dumpster on 7th St. in summer of 1977 while half my body was hangin' outta' the car, the other half still in it. Left a real big mess there.
o.k. i was cruel to my granny. One day when i got in from school, i banged on the front door, and she told me to go to the back door. I screamed at her and told her to open the front door, when she did, because the back door was open because the door had been painted the front door slammed on her finger. Bless her she never told my mum it was my fault. now i am in tears, can i ever be forgiven, it was such a bad injury.
can't think of anything I'd be willing to share....
Oh! I thought of one!!
Yes, it was me who took the $20 and hid it so that thieving girl would know what it felt like to have her own money stolen. (didn't work tho....she went right back to stealing the next day, after I 'found' her $20)
I will preface this by stating the obvious. I am, by choice a Christian, meaning that I chose to adopt and follow to the best of my ability the teachings of Jesus Christ and Christianity.I was raised up in the Roman...