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the yardstick comment
k, imagine that every one who walked by you was like.....omg yur so tall! yuor, like, a foot taller than me...so then they all line up and they're like...whao..i come up to yur shoulder(is that something to be proud of?)!, and the next ones like, o! o!o!o!O!O!O!O!O!O!!O!O!O!O!O!O how high do i come up? how high do i come up? wooooOOOOOOOooooow...i come up to yur elbow....yur sooooo tall......how tall are you? and im like im 5'11....bet it, shrimp.. and they're like...ooooook, omg, yur so tall.....did you see her? shee's so tall.... shes taler than my mom,,,yah! shes taller than my dad......omg she's so tall....and im silently raging at them : stressed ******** OFF! ITS NOT MY FAULT THAT YOUR GENETICS ARE FAULTY SO YOUR PATHETIC LITTLE SKELETON IS STUNTED!!!! DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A s**t HOW TALL YOUR DAMN DAD IS???? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! scream ITS LIKE IM A FRIGGIN YARD STICK!!!(i would mind if i was thin as one though..... that'd be fun.. i could be a model... crying )
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