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:) In the first year of Stringer, I was diagnosed with some sort of hypochondria for missing every Tuesday and Friday of school. Of course, I was not ill at all, and put all my efforts into seeming sickly to avoid going into a Dudson lesson. On at least 2 occasions I'd spend part of an evening...

My general fear of the bemulleted c*nt of the north, Mr Dudson, kept me from playing football at school for the most part. I'd loiter, and play a bit of basketball instead. Or feign injury or illness each time. I recall my friend being scythed down by Dudson, who he told to eff off in response...