Unfiltered Story #32691

Unfiltered | April 21, 2017

(I was in 6th grade when this happened. One day, on the bus, one of the 7th graders in the seat behind me saw a duck.)

7th grader 1: Hey a duck! Lets all say words that rhyme with duck!

7th grader 2: Chuck.

7th grader 1: Luck.

(This goes on for a while before I make a simple comment)

Me: What about the one that starts with f?

7th grader 1: No! You are not making me say that word!

7th grader 2: Oh, you mean f***?

8th grader: *deadpan* There are 2 types of people.