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"Thanks For The Memories ... (SS)"

So long, guys.
We’ve had some great times together.

But I’ll never get to save you all a place in front of me in the lunch queue again.
And I’ll never even get to pay for all your lunches again.

Hey - remember that time in PE when you pulled my shorts down for a record ten times?
And then afterwards we all got the basketballs out and booted them around. Yeah, I got my nose broken and a few cracked ribs - bruises all over. And I think Andy fell and twisted his ankle.

Then there was that other time. You all dared me to stay locked in the school cupboard all night. Everyone was cracking up when I got found in the morning.
Good times.

I never really said thanks - but when my mum died, you really helped. All those jokes you made about it, about her. They really took my mind off it, cheers guys.
And the same again when my dad got paralysed in that car crash - not a minute went by without someone telling a joke. Always trying to cheer me up.

All the games we used to play at lunch - those were great.
Remember when we started lobbing stones at each-other across the playground? You were all gonna get done, but I took the blame for you. Good friends stick together, hey?

And all the play-fights we had, learning to take the pain. I remember when I met you five outside the chippie once - we had a fight then. And some idiot rang the police in - we were only mucking around - and they took me to casualty. They thought you’d actually hurt me.

Always the relaxed atmosphere with you lot. It was great. And when Lee took p!ss out of my hair, and my clothes, and the way I talk - that had everyone rolling around in hysterics. He was always like that - hilarious.
I’ll probably miss him the most.

Lessons were the same. We’d always steal eachother’s stuff while the other wasn’t looking. One time you took my coat and my bag and my books without me realising - then chucked them all out the window.
Then the teacher told me to get my stuff out - we couldn’t stop laughing. She got so annoyed though - sent all you lot out for the whole lesson. Great stuff.

And then in Science when we melted all the things in my pencil case, and my actual pencil case. That was fun - every time I got new stuff, we’d melt that too. And Mr. Williams always complained about the funny smell.

So long, guys.
Thanks for the memories.

****

That worked better in theory than it did in practise. Ah well.

I wasn’t sure how to write it either.
Initially it was going to be some cynical guy going to kill himself.
Then some optimistic guy going to Australia.
But neither really came out.

Final bUmp

Azul wrote:
> Nah, I think it worked really well.
> It comes across perfectly, in my opinion.
> Good stuff.

so am i, im jus sayin its the kind of humour eminem wud use

Mithras wrote:
> Only criticism is quite small, being the horrible coincidence that
> the mother died and dad got paralysed, seems to stand out a bit as
> far fetched

Yeah, I knew as I wrote it. But it does happen more often than you'd think, stuff like that.

Cheers.

Suicide note?
Good.
Only criticism is quite small, being the horrible coincidence that the mother died and dad got paralysed, seems to stand out a bit as far fetched
Maybe just me.
Anyway, I liked.

Nah, I think it worked really well.
It comes across perfectly, in my opinion.
Good stuff.

sounds like sumthin eminem wud do a rap about (no offense)

So long, guys.
We’ve had some great times together.

But I’ll never get to save you all a place in front of me in the lunch queue again.
And I’ll never even get to pay for all your lunches again.

Hey - remember that time in PE when you pulled my shorts down for a record ten times?
And then afterwards we all got the basketballs out and booted them around. Yeah, I got my nose broken and a few cracked ribs - bruises all over. And I think Andy fell and twisted his ankle.

Then there was that other time. You all dared me to stay locked in the school cupboard all night. Everyone was cracking up when I got found in the morning.
Good times.

I never really said thanks - but when my mum died, you really helped. All those jokes you made about it, about her. They really took my mind off it, cheers guys.
And the same again when my dad got paralysed in that car crash - not a minute went by without someone telling a joke. Always trying to cheer me up.

All the games we used to play at lunch - those were great.
Remember when we started lobbing stones at each-other across the playground? You were all gonna get done, but I took the blame for you. Good friends stick together, hey?

And all the play-fights we had, learning to take the pain. I remember when I met you five outside the chippie once - we had a fight then. And some idiot rang the police in - we were only mucking around - and they took me to casualty. They thought you’d actually hurt me.

Always the relaxed atmosphere with you lot. It was great. And when Lee took p!ss out of my hair, and my clothes, and the way I talk - that had everyone rolling around in hysterics. He was always like that - hilarious.
I’ll probably miss him the most.

Lessons were the same. We’d always steal eachother’s stuff while the other wasn’t looking. One time you took my coat and my bag and my books without me realising - then chucked them all out the window.
Then the teacher told me to get my stuff out - we couldn’t stop laughing. She got so annoyed though - sent all you lot out for the whole lesson. Great stuff.

And then in Science when we melted all the things in my pencil case, and my actual pencil case. That was fun - every time I got new stuff, we’d melt that too. And Mr. Williams always complained about the funny smell.

So long, guys.
Thanks for the memories.

****

That worked better in theory than it did in practise. Ah well.

I wasn’t sure how to write it either.
Initially it was going to be some cynical guy going to kill himself.
Then some optimistic guy going to Australia.
But neither really came out.