They come back to haunt you

Let’s all hop aboard Chitty’s Flashback Express for a minute, shall we?
The year is 1990. It is my first year of high school (standard 6 / grade and I am 13 years old. Puberty has just started to kick in and I am drowning in a turbulent sea of my own hormones.
I love my [...]

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Conversations with the girlfriend

On the subject of what she likes most about me, the girlfriend retaliated that I am a charming arsehole. I kid thee not! Harumph!
Until that very moment, I have never even heard of a charming arsehole, but she says if there ever was such a thing(?), I would be the poster boy for it. [...]

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