So here is the story of my broken pinky:
So I come to school. It's all nice, I'm having a good time and then...it's PE time.
So I was being bored and shit but i went along and played basketball with erbody else. MISTAKE MISTAKE MISTAKE.
As I'm about to shoot, this kid takes it out of my hands and shoots for me. It hits that boarder things and do you know what happened? It hit my fucking frail pinky backwards.
Like, I didn't cry but I punched the kid.
I didn't even know it was broken until a while later when it started throbbing.
So in conclusion...
Juanita and Pepita are in a fight
The end
- Aneliz