When I got hold of those old photo's from my mum, which I scanned into my mac, with which I attempted to embarrass my brother and subsequently managed to lose all of due to a hard drive failure, I also found a few of my old text books.
One of them was from 'Class Four' which I think means I was about 8 years old. I was perusing the pages and found this gem of a short story (potentially eligible for some kind of literary prize) which I thought I should read out:
Sam said "coming for a walk by the river?"
Robert said "yep".
When they go there Robert said "I bet you I can swim across the river".
So he jumped in and went down down down and died.
Funny thing is, I am still friends with Robert (often referred to a 'The Artist' of this story and this story), he still is a competitive git, and I still hold him in just about as much contempt.
(p.s. what I want to know is why te teacher didn't submit me for psychological testing after that one)
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you're a potential murderer that's for sure.
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