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By Mel07 - 03/09/2017 18:03
You commented on an FML between 6 and 7 a.m.
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
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Brandon may have an FML, but he ended up marrying Jessica. You found this out by reading “FML, the follow up.”
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
You had to give your opinion on this new “piece” that the whole world is talking about.
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To be up moderating at this time of night, either you're really devoted or you're an insomniac.
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Voting on an FML in the "Work" category on a Monday morning between 8 and 9 a.m. How ironic.
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200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
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Not one, not two, but 50 pages of the Intimacy category read. No comment.
Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
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By fumigene - 05/03/2017 06:00
Bonjour, je suis l'auteur de cette VDM. Je ne pouvais pas le mettre comme information, mais je suis un lycéen avec un trouble sévère qui va bien au-delà de la timidité, en fait. Cette atteinte est intense et me pourris l'existence au quotidien. Je suis totalement tétanisé par les figures d'autorités. Ce qui va de mes parents aux professeurs en passant par les forces de l'ordre et les supérieurs d'entreprise. Je vous passerais l'horreur de mon quotidien, mais mon professeur est au courant de mon handicape et n'a pas trouvé ça gênant de me hurler dessus sachant très bien comment j'allais réagir. (incapacité de désobéir, crise de panique, larmes... super pour se taper la honte, surtout avec un corps de lâche. J'ai donc pu sentir cette pointe s'enfoncer à chacun de mes pas sans aucune possibilité de regarder ce qui n'allait pas. C'est dans le vestiaire que je me suis aperçu que je ne pouvais pas retirer ma basket, et que ma chaussette était imbibée de sang. C'est un élève qui a appelé les pompiers parce que le prof voulait m'arracher ma chaussure.