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| 20 Apr 2013 12:42 PM |
So in the summer between fifth and sixth grade, my family was getting ready to move, so we flew out to our new city to look for houses. We were flying to Colorado in between flights. On the way to Colorado, there's this kid sitting behind me, flying by himself. He looked about my age, but I didn't know him. I remember the flight attendent calling him by name. At the start of the school year, I get to my English class, and there's this kid who looks kind of familiar. I lean over and ask him his name. It was the same as the kid on the plane. Then I asked him if he was on a flight to Colorado during the summer, to which he replied yes. |
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| 20 Apr 2013 12:43 PM |
Looks like you have a new best friend, I suppose.
Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please. - Mark Twain |
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Zaerox
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oppeljeck
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| 20 Apr 2013 12:46 PM |
| guys we have a paradox here |
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| 20 Apr 2013 12:52 PM |
| Too bad I moved after being at the school for only a week. |
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