Okay, I'll bite. Please for to explain 'nut graf' you nut grafs.
the word has lost all meaning!
They look like they're going to do a floor show, don't they?
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Okay, I'll bite. Please for to explain 'nut graf' you nut grafs.
the word has lost all meaning!
They look like they're going to do a floor show, don't they?
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I feel like I'm in some movie set in the English secondary school system in the 50s.
This will work out fine with certain portions of your wardrobe.
TEPPYN;4EVAH!!1!
Actually, I think the beautiful majestic semicolon is editor porn.
Steph, if ever you try online dating, "beautiful majestic semicolon" has to appear in your profile somewhere. Possibly as your login name.
Meanwhile, I just went back to see what the fuss is about. Tom! You rock star, you.
Cute weirdness: They all call me "Miss." Not my full name. Not Ms. G. Just "miss." I feel like I'm in some movie set in the English secondary school system in the 50s.
Is it St Trinian's? 'Cause that could get interesting.
What's St. Trinians?
Also, why Miss? Why not Teacher which for my kids who are spanish speakers makes more sense since they address all teachers as Maestra or Maestro.
Also, I'm digging the fact that in my class, kids' primary languages range from Farsi to Urdu to Tagolog to Cambodian to Arabic to Armenian to Spanish.
It's kinda cool.
I've had kids who don't know my name call me "Miss." I figure it's a sign of being Raised Right. But I'm guessing you had your name written on the board behind you, so I dunno.
What's St. Trinians?
[link] The first two movies in the series were indeed made in the 50s.
Also, I'm digging the fact that in my class, kids' primary languages range from Farsi to Urdu to Tagolog to Cambodian to Arabic to Armenian to Spanish.
Ah, Farsi. My old nemesis.
Ah, Farsi. My old nemesis.
I thought it was the one-eyebrowed baby.
Hee:
Hello, my name is Kathy, and I am an Alton Brown Whore.
Well, the first thing I did was cook Thanksgiving dinner according almost entirely to Alton's special episode last November. One thing he had that I didn't was his probe thermometer. Imagine, a thermometer you can stick in the bird and there's a digital readout outside of the oven! With a timer built in! What an invention! So I ran out to buy one. And... some other implements he suggested. Just a couple...
A balloon whisk. A sauce whisk. A set of really strong measuring cups (they jingle just like he said they should). A saucier for the sauce whisk. A kitchenaid mixer - OK, that was a gift, but I asked for it – I asked for an appliance for Christmas! And I was so excited when I received it! I still thank my mother-in-law for this gift! Oh God, my husband was right, I am sick!
I must try the rhubarb-peach cobbler, next...
But I'm guessing you had your name written on the board behind you, so I dunno.
Yes. That's precisely it. The kids who aren't in my class calling me Miss? I get that. But Louis who is in my homeroom and in my 6th period class and who got lost and spent some extra time with me 3rd period? He has no reason to resort to Miss.