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Originally posted by chupacabra
thry learning how to write script in a catholic school based in dublin when left-handed, that was my early introduction to the joys of bondage at the hands of nuns... i spent many hours w/ left wrist lashed to my desk to keep me from writing w/ it. i still have my deeply ingrained fetish for punishing women dressed as nuns to this day.
us left-handed people will someday rise up and slaughter all of the jealous right-handers in a joyous orgy of blood, entrails and sperm... the left day approaches..!
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I wouldn't have survived. I'm too much of a rebel to have my hand tied to a desk. I would do something like smash the nuns right hand up and tell her to try writing with the wrong fucking hand.
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