| Report for Graeme Glease | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 1 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
Myers was a kid in my games class who was made entirely of spheres. He wasn't really picked on that much, but after and before every games class, in the changing rooms EVERYONE would shout Myers in a drawn-out fashion (emphasis on the 'yer' part). We even changed pitch like a motorbike changing gears. It was odd, someone would just start it and you had to join in. He always cried.