When Erik (he's still my classmate in 8th Grade) keeps being a baby by blowing raspberries at me whenever I come into the back room with my teacher in there. It happened when I got this little Pokemon Handbook that he wanted to read, and he keeps saying that it's his. He even said to give it up, or he's counting down. He's such a pain in my rear end, I just want to tell him to jump off a short pier and get eaten by sharks. Let's see how he likes it when that happens.
Edited by ChamametchiandMametchi, 15 June 2013 - 09:03 AM.