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When the boys in my class ask every single person in the room who farted (which is since now always someone from the boys who admits it in laughter) and they finally ask me saying "It sure was you! Look you're laughing! Got ya!"...
Me:
"Why am I even in this class, what did I do wrong, why am I still here..."
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