I remember it was a Friday at around 2:30PM (we got out at 2:45PM normally) and a fukking fire drill broke out during Junior year.
everyone was looking at the teachers like "why not just let us go home, we going outside anyway." but they wasn't tryna let us leave.
I didn't have to go back upstairs for nothing so I said fukkit and started walking down the block to go home, and the whole time I heard damn near all the teachers screaming my name to come back and not to leave. I never turned around, just kept walking like...
not giving a fukk... figured I'd deal with whatever shyt they'd try to pin on me on Monday, but Monday came and I never got in trouble.
my homie showed up at the house 30 minutes later like "yo you retarded son.
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