>> I auditioned for the choir when I was at school. I was asked not to
>> come back.
I tried to be a blood donor. They told me not to come back after the third time. They said I took up too many resources. I'd sweat, tremble and be a nervous wreck (I hate needles). Never did get a cup of tea and biccie.
I've a school report at eleven: "Tom has no artisitic ability whatsoever".
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