I love my lunch crew.
We're all about 12, mind you.
'Harm's Way'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I love my lunch crew.
We're all about 12, mind you.
"You know, somewhere, there's a universe where all you guys ended up as rentboys."
Were you talking to actually people, or SPN on your ipod?
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Were you talking to actually people, or SPN on your ipod?
My lunch crew. We were talking about how cool it would be if naps were standard, and C busted out with "You know when I find an afternoon nap to be really useful?" and I responded with "After a hard day of hooking?"
It all went downhill from there. C and G were still busy making prostitution puns when I brought quantum mechanics into it.
Hee. Your lunch crew sounds fun.
I did not kill any of my students today. I consider this an accomplishment.
Not only did I not kill students, I also did not kill teachers.
I expect to be canonized shortly.
About the only thing I didn't say today was, "Don't eat that! That's your own fur, dumbshit."
Shit I didn't say:
"You're going to do it BECAUSE I TOLD YOU TO. Also, take your attitude and shove it up your thirteen-year-old ASS."
"Why should you have to clean up after other classes? Well, y'ain't doing shit so far as learning goes, so I figure you might want to get some cleaning experience in." Oh, and that first sentence all over again.
Ooh, and also: "Hey, you know what's really helpful in making me a better teacher? When you interrupt me to give suggestions about what I should be doing in front of the students."
Wow. California has interesting "Other Circumstances" categories on its tax return:
Crime Hotline Reward
Beverage Container Recycling Income
Compensation for false imprisonment
Ottoman Turkish Empire Settlement Payments
Beverage Container Recycling Income
When I was in Maine this past summer, there was a family in the house next to ours who had a whole bunch of kids. Two of the boys, ages 10 and 12 or so, went through the neighborhood each trash day with wagons and bike trailers and went through the stuff that everyone was throwing out, collecting bottles and cans. They brought them back to their house, sorted them, and paid their older brother to drive them to the recycling center. They ended up making something like $2000 over the course of the summer.