Quoth PepperElf
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I do remember once in high school when the zipper of my fly busted. I didn't shuck off my trousers and wander about in my BVDs, I borrowed a needle and thread from a teacher and sewed the damn thing shut. It was enough to get me home, at least.

She definitly was going au'natural...
) knew what was going on and he and his buddies all helped me with my locker and getting to class and whatnot. 
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