Amanda Santoyo-Cortés

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44 Most Creative Cheating Methods That Surprised Teachers

15 years ago, i use my casio baby G, to save the answers in the directory mode...

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My Grandma And Her Irish Wolfhound From 1974

We Rate Dogs

My Grandma And Her Irish Wolfhound From 1974

We Rate Dogs

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Dude in the window!

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Funny-Smart-Animals

This is not worryingly smart...more like, I'm here today because of my cat. I had just arrived home from school as an eleven-year-old. Nobody else was home. The cat always trotted towards the kitchen since I always fed her as soon as I got home. That day I had just bought a giant gobstopper (it was the 80's) and somehow inhaled the thing about three steps inside the house. The cat halfway trotted to the kitchen, heard me make the weird sound of a giant ball of candy lodging in my throat and stopped to turn around and look at me...looked me straight in the eye very focused like. I knew I was fucked...couldn't breathe in, couldn't cough and hadn't learned the self Heimlich maneuver yet (throwing yourself on a chair back). I sort of sat heavily on a nearby couch starting to panic. Well, the cat, with the very focused stare still in effect, charged at me...full cat sprint... and jumped hard on my stomach and out popped the gobstopper. I started sort of crying from the release of stress. The cat started purring and curled up in my lap. She saved her boy.