Author Topic: Good at Counting by SirGroinPain  (Read 717 times)

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on: 02/19/19, 09:50 PM
71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78 My mother 79 used to be very proud of how quickly I learned to count, 80 I think I was about, actually I shouldn't say that, I might lose track of where I was. 81 Things really started to pick up when I hit double digit 82 back when I was a youngster I liked to count animals in my backyard 83 my mother thought to 84 send me to a psychi.pysciatris ..Excuse my spelling, it's really not my forte. 85 In the end she decided not to, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95 that she can handle it with a bit of tough love, wich now as a fully functional adult I find a bit funny, I never needed help(thanks autocorrect for helping me spell right) so I continued counting in secret so I dont96, 97, 98, 99 anger mom psychiatrist! I got it right! Anyways my mother was happy, I was happy, everyone was happy. So why am I sharing this with y'all? Well I got bored of animals and I switched over to people and I just hit 100 and the police are after me, so I thought that I should share my story before I just burn the whole place. See you soon mom I miss you!