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Come is NOT a three letter word.
It never has been.
It never will be.
It is neither sexy nor hot spelled with three letters.
It makes the author luk liek n ilitarit fule.
I would rather squeeze out a gigantic shit sideways after having a broken glass and tabasco enema than look at the word 'come' spelled C-U-M.
People -- just fucking DON'T.
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Come is NOT a three letter word.
It never has been.
It never will be.
It is neither sexy nor hot spelled with three letters.
It makes the author luk liek n ilitarit fule.
I would rather squeeze out a gigantic shit sideways after having a broken glass and tabasco enema than look at the word 'come' spelled C-U-M.
People -- just fucking DON'T.
/end rant
--P
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Date: 2005-01-24 06:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-24 06:29 pm (UTC)At least I've only read one story where they play 'soggy biscuit', and that did make me literally a little ill. I don't think they called it 'soggie biscuit', though. Poor Neville.
I'm very bored. I'm typing boring crap in pointless replies to people's posts out of sheer boredom.
I could go eat, as that's always entertaining, except I'm still full of lunch. I could go do some work... but that would be work.
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Date: 2005-01-24 06:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-24 07:35 pm (UTC)As a comprehensive school student, we didn't have so many opportunities to play games like that, but I do remember going on stuff like cadet camp. There, we would spray a sleeping boy's flame-retardant over-sheet with aerosol deodorant, and then set a lighter to it and tap the boy's shoulder before running in to bed. I think the idea was to encourage sleep deprivation so that the weak would drop out. That, and getting gaffer tape and suspending the scrawnier boys to the underside of their bunkbed whilst they were still in their sleeping bag.
Then there's all the standard fare of dipping a sleeper's hand in to a cup of lukewarm water to make them wet the bed, or covering their sheets with flour and water so that they were rock solid when they came back at night.
Actually, the only stuff I remember that was strictly frowned upon by the officers was shaving off a single eyebrow so they'd have to either shave off the other one, or look like a tit. Anything that would make a cadet look different on parade or make their parents ask questions was out, though I stuck a fork in a renowned bully's cheek when they tried to shave me on the last day of camp, and they stopped doing that to anybody at that point.
I can see the Marauders being the type to play those sort of games, actually, but not the current generation.
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Date: 2005-01-24 11:37 pm (UTC)It brings back memories.
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Date: 2005-01-25 02:05 am (UTC)(Coz you so know that Sirius would have that to Peter!)