ya know,
i had class clowns in my school.
i remember one named shawn.
he was in my 9th-grade history class.
or was it english?
even though he use to act up,
he was always nice to me and would show love in the hallways.
he use to always ask me for gum too.
*heart eyes when i think about it*
all the class clowns would do some dumb shit,
hold up class,
and get escorted out by security.
the class clowns of today tho…
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