I remember being rapped on the knuckles for doodling in the margins of a workbook. That would have been 1962.
It is indeed a strange world, and getting stranger every minute it seems.
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I remember being rapped on the knuckles for doodling in the margins of a workbook. That would have been 1962.
It is indeed a strange world, and getting stranger every minute it seems.