"Wen I go sledding with my Mom. My Mom thow snowball in my fase. Me an my bruther sled down the hill. I make snowangl in the snow."
Thanks, Charlie. Now your teacher thinks I'm a complete meany. Although, I'm pretty sure I did nail you in the face the last time it snowed. In my defense, you're short. And my aim is bad.
Next time, use your writing assignments to pick on someone your own size. And quit telling your teacher I fling things at your head. They might lock me up.
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