Ten years ago, my mom used to get chalks from the college she teaches in for her two little kids to play with. What she did not know was that those two little kids didn't quite play with them. They hid behind the door and ate them.
Ten years later, I'm twenty. And I still feel like eating chalk. Not the modern coloured dustless variety. The white yummy sandy kind. Mmm.
Milk is so passé . I want me some good chalk.
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bite the dust, bite the chalk haha!
ReplyDeletenice :). i used to like the slate pencils, they would taste better and crunchier
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