Hello Zoe
By Zoe123 - 19/03/2009 06:05 - United States
You like to live life randomly, and we salute you.
You gave a Hug to someone. How cute!
You read an FML that mentions a badge, and in return, you've been awarded a badge. A badge inside a badge.
You commented on an FML between 1 and 3 a.m.
You commented on an FML between 6 and 7 a.m.
You checked out the profile page belonging to one of the last people to have a look at your profile.
You are connected to FML via the mobile site or an app. How modern.
It’s nice of you to help us sort out the submissions, using FML’s moderate feature.
Editing your comments can help you avoid embarrassment, and it might make you seem smarter.
You’ve filled out the necessary details. Having done so will be much appreciated.
You have voted "You deserved it" over 100 times.
Your FML was denied. We had to at least give you a badge to cheer you up a bit.
200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
You've received 68 Hugs on your profile. Kinky.
100 of your comments are neither buried or moderated. Popular is your middle name!
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have voted for 50% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have voted for 15% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
You have left your thumbprint on 2500 comments.
Love knows no boundaries. You’ve already added 50 FMLs to your favourites list!
You made your 500th "You deserved it" vote.
You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
By Zoe123 - 19/03/2009 06:05 - United States
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Hi everyone, OP here. Never thought this would get posted. I think the worst part of what happened was that only my teacher one fiend and myself seemed to have noticed. We stared at each other in silence for a bit before I asked my teacher if I could go walk it off. He let me.