Student: “Hey, can I have one of those ‘Muscular Tears’?”
Me: “Huh?”
Student: “That.” (pointing)
Seriously…I will never call them by their real name again.
Student: “Hey, can I have one of those ‘Muscular Tears’?”
Me: “Huh?”
Student: “That.” (pointing)
Seriously…I will never call them by their real name again.
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
LOL My friend’s daughter used to call oatmeal “opium”. Picture her screaming “I… want… OPIUM!!” in the middle of a crowded Brooklyn street in full-on tantrum mode…
OMG…I’d PAY to see that. lol
That is too funny 😉
🙂 Agreed!
Love.
I once got an email from a supervisor at my school that said “If you have any partions in your classroom, please email me.”
I immediately thought of Parisian aliens.
I did not have any.
LMAO. Mais oui! They are a different breed altogether from the Quebecois sort.
I love your eloquent response…huh?
And I doubt anyone who reads this will ever look at Musketeers the same again.
It’s my goal to ruin you all with me, so I’m not alone. (on this one thing)