Now that Blue and Biff have done some investigative journalism, this stunt may keep teenage pregnancy in that area at all time lows for the next few years.
OK, I see your point. I emailed Blue privately about another tale, wish I had the pix to back that up, but the memory will stay with me forever (in a good way).
She might be like me, socially awkward, and that's her way of reaching out? But if your dating pool is the school you teach at, maybe save the cartwheels for the teacher's lounge.
My sex-ed was nowhere near as interesting as this.
Now that Blue and Biff have done some investigative journalism, this stunt may keep teenage pregnancy in that area at all time lows for the next few years.
would it kill them to post some pix? Also, I could never do a cartwheel.
I did a search because I didn't know where that town was. You might reconsider your request.
*oukes*
[Yeah, maybe it would've killed them.]
OK, I see your point. I emailed Blue privately about another tale, wish I had the pix to back that up, but the memory will stay with me forever (in a good way).
She might be like me, socially awkward, and that's her way of reaching out? But if your dating pool is the school you teach at, maybe save the cartwheels for the teacher's lounge.
I didn't need condoms in high school. My personality kept me from getting any girls pregnant.
Underwear or no, who the hell does a cartwheel in a skirt?
Of course, things were already bad if the class manipulated the substitute into doing cartwheels to begin with.
I was drunk.
Best way to relax in church choir is with a good buzz.
With velocity comes centrifugal force. I had a girlfriend who could turn a cartwheel and keep her skirt near her knees.
brb