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The Random Galt & Gonzo Childhood Memories Thread
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Galt Wrote:I remember being in lvoe with Stacey Ellis when I was in Kindergarten. I asked my mom if she could come over and play one day after school. I remember her being a bit surprised (probably thinking "is it worse that he may be a 6 year old hornball/future rapist already, or that he may be scouting fag hags?") but relenting.

That day, and I remember this as if it were yesterday, we were all sitting in a 'U" on three benches, and Jimmy Antonangelli told Stacey that he could see her tits. The first thing I did was look at her pants/groin area and said, NO YOU CAN'T!, but I obvioulsy had no idea what I was looking at.

I only have two other memories that day, I remember walking down the street with her next to me and thinking I was the bees knees, and I also remember waiting in the back of my parent's station waggon for my mom to drop Stacey off back home - she brought M&M cookies (never having imagined such a delicious combination) and then we kissed.

Though I don't think were dating at that time because she never came over my house again and I never went over hers.

such a great story, I had a little tear flow down my cheek, especially at the image if you staring at her cunt, trying to see her tits.

I basically think I had one friend through out elementary school, I was pretty much a complete zero till high school/last year of Junior High.

Scott Schubert was my 1 friend, but his parents made him stop hanging out with me. I came over his house mostly cause of the embarassment of where I lived compared to his mansion of a house. One time though his parents had to go somewhere and decided to leave him at my place for a few hours. So I had like as usual zero in the house to eat, all we had in the fridge was a sip of rotten milk, 1 egg and some really old cheese that was not even in packaging so it was hard as a rock.

Scott was hungry and I offered to make him a sugar sandwich but apprently those arent a common delicacy outside the ghetto. So he fuckin calls his parents and they rush down, like he hadnt eaten for fuckin 3 hours they were acting like he was a fuckin starving african baby. Then they wanted to speak to my mom but she wasnt around, so they threatened to call social services or whatever, cause I was like 7 and left alone all day and no food but when my mom heard later on, she called them and threatened to burn their house down if they tried it.

I never saw scott outside of school again.
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