| Report for Cookie | |
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| Approved stories | 2 |
| Pending stories (hidden) | 2 |
| Rejected stories (hidden) | 2 |
| Deleted stories (hidden) | 5 |
| Summary | Mean Boy |
Mrs Pocklington's breath was so bad that no one dared ask her for help. If you were foolish enough to ask for help, she would come over to you and breathe her foetid stench breath of rotted shit and dead animals over you until you died. Or spewed. Or spewed then died.
We all failed History that year.
We all failed History that year.
Living in the sticks, one has an abundance of vegetables. The darkest, outer leaves off a cabbage, when allowed to dry out long enough in the airing cupboard, then chopped up, are very easy to sell as Monkey-Dance Ganja.
Monkey Dance got its name after the noises and actions that young Chappers made, when he found out he'd spent £20 on inhaling some coleslaw.
Monkey Dance got its name after the noises and actions that young Chappers made, when he found out he'd spent £20 on inhaling some coleslaw.