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RopebombRopeStickerROPE
(Written at 8 years old)
I never liked that much climbing
It was ok on the frame
Just not this thing from the floor to the ceiling
Its not the length
It was the strength
Of an 8 year old epileptic girl
Climbing it
Balooned on steroids
Its evil to the poor childs hands
The tummy aches didn't work
GET UP THERE YOU COWARD
NA NA NA NA NA
You cannot climb it
You can't climb the rope
NA NA NA NA NA
HA HA HA HA HA
"I can't climb it MRS SKYKES GET ME OFF THIS THING I AM SORRY>>>> ARRRGGGGGH."
BUMP BANG CRASH
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW AH AHHHHHHHHHH."
SHE'S CRYING HA HA HA HA MOMMY DIDN'T CATCH YOU
NOR DID YOUR DADDY
HA HA HA
It wasn't funny
Those things were hard to climb
I don't have alot of upper body strength
I still climbed it
Who cares if they laugh at me
I am still brave
I fell from so high i guess they envied that
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