In the debates our high school teacher held once a month to learn to argue and develop arguments; the defeated side's publicly making gestures that smell of civilization such as "let my head go in", "let my arm go in" and "let my leg go in". wetting the wrist with effect, and as soon as the teacher turns his back, uppercuts, "next time we'll give it to you" s.
we didn't learn to argue and to develop arguments, the class became all animal men. Our girls have learned the secret of wrist snapping.
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