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Your first year of graduate school. It's called 17th grade because you have gone through 12 years of compulsory education and four years of undergraduate education at this point.
I start medical school tomorrow. I can't wait for my first day of 17th grade!
The Tenth Grade Touchdown is a great way to trick your best buds. While in late middle school or early high school a young male uses a 14 inch long piece of floss in his teeth after a couple of days without brushing his teeth, ensuring he uses as much of the full piece as possible.
While the floss is still wet, the young lad then drops his drawers and rubs the floss in there pee hole. After a good scrub he wraps the floss around his penis for the next 3 to 6 hours, or over night.
Once the floss is remover you boy precedes to gym glass to meet his friends in the locker room. He whips out his rig and allows his friends to smell his penis. With the shit smell of the floss on his dong he can then convince his friends he has achieved recent anal sex with a human woman.
“Hey Bud, remember the time I buttfucked Rachel in the 10th grade? I have to come clean, I did a Tenth Grade Touchdown it was all a lie.”
1. a grading system petty uses to Distinguish special from his fellow cadet
2. (GNPS) special same gets nautical zeros which count as a -115 every time he makes a zero and didnt study for it
1. the class laughed at special sam and his dumb question
2. sam got 2 nautical zeros and failed the course
The worst year of high school. You may be an upperclassman now, but you’re in the most difficult year in your life. Teachers assign you a lot of work, tests, and quizzes during this year. And this is the year where you have to decide what college you plan on going to and you have to actually start applying to colleges. And your GPA matters during this year because this is the year colleges look at your GPA. The only good thing is you’re 16-17, so you’re eligible to get a license and probably your first car. Other than that, if you’re in 11th grade, you’re cooked.
“What grade are you in”?
“I’m in 11th grade”
“Dang, you’re in the hardest year”
Refers to a somewhat-"tame"/boring and/or repetitive musical composition that is "okay", but definitely nothing special or "memorable" --- it would merely be something that you might wanna half-listen to while waiting for someone to pick up/get back to you on the phone, be serenaded with over a store's PA system while shopping, or have for soothing your impatience when riding a slow elevator.
The NYC Greyhound station plays light-classical music over the ceiling-speakers to help its patrons to while away the long boring hours during bus-layovers; I appreciate it that they don't simply toss "music on hold"-grade tunes at you for extended periods.
People that’s are in 5th grade on November 4th you hug your crush have them wear your hoodie and even try to get a kiss
5th grade day