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>be me like couple years ago in high school
>we have cake day in geography class where you bring cookies n' stuff for everyone
>it was my turn to bring cookies n' stuff
>wake up at like 6 to run to pajeet store to get some cookies because i forgot to do it the day before
>geography is the last lesson of the day
>during lunch time I thought that it would be really funny if I take some broccoli from the cafeteria and bring it to class as a joke, then reveal boxes of cookies in my backpack afterwards
>put the broccoli in a styrofoam coffee cup
>take the cup with me to the last three classes of the day
>as geography is about to come around, i realize I left my styrofoam cup in business class
>run to business class to pick it up
>look for it, its gone
>ask the teacher if he had seen any styrofoam cup
>he tells me he saw it on one of the desks and thought someone left tea or coffee behind
>looks inside and there's broccoli in it
>all of his wat
>he continues to just laugh at me
>take the cup and run to geography class
>present my broccoli
>"what the fuck anon, are you retarded or something?"
>hehe guys jokes
>reach into my bag
>oh no, there are no cookies there
>some nigga must've stolen them
>fuck
>...
and that's why i was called broccoli boy for the rest of highschool
>be me like couple years ago in high school
>we have cake day in geography class where you bring cookies n' stuff for everyone
>it was my turn to bring cookies n' stuff
>wake up at like 6 to run to pajeet store to get some cookies because i forgot to do it the day before
>geography is the last lesson of the day
>during lunch time I thought that it would be really funny if I take some broccoli from the cafeteria and bring it to class as a joke, then reveal boxes of cookies in my backpack afterwards
>put the broccoli in a styrofoam coffee cup
>take the cup with me to the last three classes of the day
>as geography is about to come around, i realize I left my styrofoam cup in business class
>run to business class to pick it up
>look for it, its gone
>ask the teacher if he had seen any styrofoam cup
>he tells me he saw it on one of the desks and thought someone left tea or coffee behind
>looks inside and there's broccoli in it
>all of his wat
>he continues to just laugh at me
>take the cup and run to geography class
>present my broccoli
>"what the fuck anon, are you retarded or something?"
>hehe guys jokes
>reach into my bag
>oh no, there are no cookies there
>some nigga must've stolen them
>fuck
>...
and that's why i was called broccoli boy for the rest of highschool
