Hmmmmmm . . . What's the one about apples and trees? No, he should not disrupt class, so G and Mrs. G have to discuss decorum for the 1,000,000,000,000,000,000th time. At least that's how many time it seemed I had to do so with my son.
If you'd really like to inspire some giggles, sign them up for a Ceramics Class with wheel throwing (esp. mugs). For a preview, I'd suggest checking out YouTube for "Ceramics Pulling Handles."
Listen up , young man, and you listen good because I am not going to say this more than once.. Laughing during biology class did not get me into Medical School and if you have any ideas of emulating (snickers here from Craig) your father , that is emulating you jack ass you better get yourself under control.
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Hmm. It's been a few years since high school zoo/bot, and the occasional hilarious gas eruptions in the back row.
Hmmmmmm . . . What's the one about apples and trees? No, he should not disrupt class, so G and Mrs. G have to discuss decorum for the 1,000,000,000,000,000,000th time. At least that's how many time it seemed I had to do so with my son.
I would have drawn a yellow dic pic.
I don't blame Craig for laughing. I'd have laughed at his age. In fact, I'm laughing now--and I'm a 62.5-year-old woman!
If you'd really like to inspire some giggles, sign them up for a Ceramics Class with wheel throwing (esp. mugs). For a preview, I'd suggest checking out YouTube for "Ceramics Pulling Handles."
Dr. G I have the opening line of the lecture.
Listen up , young man, and you listen good because I am not going to say this more than once.. Laughing during biology class did not get me into Medical School and if you have any ideas of emulating (snickers here from Craig) your father , that is emulating you jack ass you better get yourself under control.
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