A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Lily, click the link. Or paste it. You may have failed the test... Bwahahaha J/K
Wait, there was a test?
CrraaaaaaP....
I get it. I totally get it.
Only I never studied for tests. It was strange. If I studied, I would fail. Still cant study for a test. My kids are the same way.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Yes. If I studied for a test I would fail. I would get the information all jumbled up in my head.
If I took notes, writing them out, and did the work like I was supposed to I would pass with at least a 90, usually better every time.
If I studied, I would fail.
The school councilor said it was because of my dyslexia. I don't know.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.