Shorty problems
New person: You're short, how old are you? Seven? Eight?
Me: I'm eleven...
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Me: *Looks up toward 5 foot bff* God you're tall.
Bff: *Looks down at her 4'6" bff* God you're short.
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Bff: *Watching me suffer*
Me: *Jumps* I CANT *jumps again* REACH THE *jumps the third time* PENUT BUTTER! *Jumps up again, then looks at friend* Get it.
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