Rooftop SE Asia

Vnsmkr

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Wait till they start bringing home trig and algebra. You'll like the teacher as much as the neighbor who is a waste of air . Lol

Brownie break .
You mean the woman who the best part of ran down her father legs 52 years ago? lol. Yeah I hear you.

Want to hear something funny, yesterday Chelle came home and I was asking her about homework. She smiled and goes "dad you remember all those pages last night, I was only supposed to do one per night".

The teacher would have thought I had been hitting the crack pipe myself....
 

TWS

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You mean the woman who the best part of ran down her father legs 52 years ago? lol. Yeah I hear you.

Want to hear something funny, yesterday Chelle came home and I was asking her about homework. She smiled and goes "dad you remember all those pages last night, I was only supposed to do one per night".

The teacher would have thought I had been hitting the crack pipe myself....
Lol. I was going to ask you if it was all for one day. Lol
Brownie. Lol
 

ttystikk

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You mean the woman who the best part of ran down her father legs 52 years ago? lol. Yeah I hear you.

Want to hear something funny, yesterday Chelle came home and I was asking her about homework. She smiled and goes "dad you remember all those pages last night, I was only supposed to do one per night".

The teacher would have thought I had been hitting the crack pipe myself....
LMFAO! Congratulations, you've taught your daughter 'cramming for exams!'
 

ttystikk

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Oh believe me I asked multiple times, yes dad, all tonight...lol..brownies, and flowers, and hash all gone at the moment. Nothing but rage when it comes buddy......
I have a Vietnam schoolchild story, in this case about myself! I was 5 in 1972 when we lived in Saigon, and I went to a Montessori school. Saigon I got it in my head one day that I had to go to school and the fact that it was Saturday made no difference. I still remember the cyclo ride to school and my teacher opening the door in her bathrobe to assure my father that indeed there was no school on Saturday, lol
 

Vnsmkr

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I have a Vietnam schoolchild story, in this case about myself! I was 5 in 1972 when we lived in Saigon, and I went to a Montessori school. Saigon I got it in my head one day that I had to go to school and the fact that it was Saturday made no difference. I still remember the cyclo ride to school and my teacher opening the door in her bathrobe to assure my father that indeed there was no school on Saturday, lol
lol, they do mon-thurs 6:30-16:30 then fri 6:30-10:30
 
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