You Got F**ked!!!

... ... ... Most vulgar title yet, although it gets to the point: ... ... ...

... ... ... Awhile ago, reminiscing on memories-upon-memories, I came upon the point, once again, about lunchtime, which, apparently, was noon-time. My OTHER friend, 'Malcolm', was running around the school away from these other girls (for reasons inexplicable), including one of them by the name of 'Karen', but, once he lost them, he came running past me. Naturally, in the cold hear of mine, I held him back with one hand and waited for Karen and her friends to hit the utter s**t out of him. I walked back to my locker, smirking, to put away a few books-'n-things. While I was walking to my humble locker, Malcolm screamed at me over my shoulder, "You bastard!"

We both burst out laughing.

... Now for the title. Once I made it back to our humble (god, love that word) lunch-area that I had left from, Jaeden was by Malcolm, yelling at him, pointing, mockingly, in-all-the-above-manners-listed, "You got F**KED!!!". He was chortling in laughter. Ah, it might not seem like much to you, but ...

... *pft* ...

... what do I care?!?!?

--Reaper

P.S. -- Hope you had a good Giants ball-game Jade. Can't wait to hear about it tomorrow. (Yes, this is considered an editorial) ... ... ... =P