So Sunday afternoon and I'm cleaning out the spare room. I find a bunch of old bills and papers stacked in plastic storage crates and decide they've been there unused far too long. I don't have a shredder and some of these papers have personal details on them so I got out the metal bin and some petrol and proceeded to have some fun.
Anyway, so I find some of my old high school reports and started to read them. My English teacher was pretty good looking but rubbing her tits up against a 13 year old boy and telling them they'd look good with a tattoo on their arse didn't sit too well with me, thinking back on it, so I decided I didn't much care what she had to say about me in the report and tossed it in the bin with the words "bye bye, you dirty bitch". But that one scrap of paper caught fire and blew up out of the bin and almost hit me full in the face.
Almost got me but not quite, lol. ;)
You had more self control than most 13 year old boys, that's for sure. Most would have been happy for the attention until afterwards and realized that they kinda messed up.