Jul 31, 2007, 07:44 PM
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I was 5 years old, at daycare. There were two boys in my class with the same name (i think it was like Chris or Kevin or something...started with either a C or a K). One of them was my best friend in the class, the other was the class bully.
We had a concrete culvert pipe out on the playground, tipped up so it was kinda like a cup that everybody played in. The three of us had a little pretend wedding with the bully as the priest (or what ever they are called), my best friend as the groom, and me as the bride. I was kissed on the eye.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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