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January 15, 2010
Possibly due to the derision she’d received over her surname, Mary-Beth Snatch developed her own way of dealing with high school banter. If you’d say something to her that was mildly teasing, she’d counter, and while your brain registered the utter lameness of her retort she’d immediately follow it up with an idiosyncratic three-fold movement meant to put a saucy end to the exchange: In rapid succession she’d blow a kiss in your direction, make a click noise out of the side of her mouth, then pointing her fingers like a gun, say “Got ch’ya” and pretend to shoot you.