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Corvallus Winslow here to announce my RETIREMENT from the Jizzle game.

They say a once in a generation champion like myself reaches a point where he has no more goals to accomplish.

I’ve had my back blown out by every Tyrone, Ricardo and Geraldo and I’ve deep throated foot long meat swords aplenty (of all colors and creeds!)

I’ve guzzled and keystered loads from 50 man trains and bullet trains (a timed train event they used to have at Ramrods in Tampa).

But the Corvallus Express has reached the end of his line and I must take off my pink overalls and conductor’s hat and and pass it along to the next generation of Jizzle junkies and Mancooch Monkeys.

I will now retire to live a quiet life with my cis lady and her African American Trump supporting bull. I’m hanging up my popper bandolier loaded with only a single bottle of pig sweat poppers: it’s for you, all of you jizzleheads out there.

I bid you adieu.

Simply,

CORVALLUS

New Confession

Sister Marie Howorth had no right to ask me private questions about father’s death. The Toronto Catholic District School Board has verified this with me. To quote the TCDSB, “If you did not disclose to her that your father died, she should not have asked.” The TCDSB also verified that Sister Marie Howorth should not have asked me ‘prodding’ questions. Especially when she saw I was in distress. At that point, she should have stopped. As for the comment, “You wear a mask”, this was a very harmful comment to say to a student. In today’s climate, making a comment like that to a student would never fly. I feel emotionally abused by Sister Marie Howorth. I’m sick of people glorifying her and talking about how compassionate she was. I simply did not see that side of her. When I asked what the meeting was about that day, Sister Marie Howorth replied, “Oh Just Something.” This answer was an outright lie. Sister Marie asking me to reveal private details about my father’s death was not “just something.” I still feel very violated by the way Sister Marie Howorth treated me. She invaded my privacy and my grief. (Actually I don’t really grieve my father because he called my mother an ugly warthog infront of me when I was 6) I hope God did not let her into Heaven Scott Free! Sister Marie Howorth ruined my last year of high school with her psychological abuse.

F*** You Sister Marie Howorth
F*** You Judy Wright
F*** You Yvonne Kocik
F*** You Former Deputy Director of the MSSB who thought he had a right to force a grief counselling on me when he could have just made a complaint against me to stop. I would never have contacted him in the first f*****’ place! Besides, unlike his late son, I would never steal VCRs from the Honeydale Walmart!!!

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