Jen: Is (name) slow?
Chris, after a pause: Well, he's never dazzled me, if you want to know the truth.
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Student in class: Sofa. King.
Sofaking. So Fa King.
He got in trouble.
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Chris, coming home from the store: Uh Jen?
Jen: Yeah?
Chris: You know anything about the guy in the driveway playing basketball?
Jen: Huh? What???
Chris: There's a kid playing basketball outside in our driveway. He nodded at me when I pulled up.
(I went outside, Luke trailing behind me...)
Jen: Hey.
Dude: Hey. (Twirls ball on finger)
Jen: Um, can I help you?
Dude: Uh, JP said I could play basketball when I visited my grandfather over there. (Points.)
Jen: Um...I don't know who JP is. Is it the boy who used to live here?
Dude: Yes
ma'am.
Jen: Well, I don't have a problem with you playing ball here, but you need to ask us first because right now, for instance, our baby is sleeping right up there and this might wake him up.
Dude: (Stares)
Jen:
Sooooo, I'll see you another time. What's your name?
Dude: Kenny.
Jen: Okay Kenny. Well, come by another time.
(He seemed okay with it. Luke asks loudly, "Is that man coming back?")
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One of my freshman girls opened up a book from my classroom library and there was a print out from a website stuck in the middle of it. Of hard
phalluses. Phalli? She was stunned. I was stunned. So awkward. I looked at the date. Some kid from
LHS was using it as a
freakin' bookmark.
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Kids were having a "clearing their throat" contest today while they were supposed to be reading silently. "Okay, cut it out."