Music teacher: "So, I told the rest of my classes this, I only find it right that I tell you guys too.
So I'm handing out candy last night. And this lady comes up to the door dressed as Elmo, and her daughter dressed as Big Bird. I'm just making Jo-Shmo small talk and the lady's like, Cookie Monster had to stay home. And I'm like, well, why? She's like, oh, because he talked back to me. Well, I'm thinking that Cookie Monster is like, 8-9 years old. So I'm like, well, how old is Cookie Monster? She says, 17. Then she tells me that his punishment for talking back to her was to write out one page of the dictionary. What the hell kind of punishment is that?? You can't go Trick-Or-Treating because you talked back to me, so I'm going to make you write out one page of the dictionary.
So I put one of those 20 minute mini pizzas in the oven at 7:40, so that way it would be done at 8:00 when Trick-Or-Treat's over. Well, it's like 7:56, and I see this kid, that's about 17, running as fast as possible past my house. And all of a sudden, he see's me, and runs back to my house, and comes up. I'm like, you must be Cookie Monster? And he's like, yeah. So I'm like, did you have fun writing the dictionary? So I felt bad for him because he really wanted to go Trick-Or-Treating, and I had all this candy left over, so I just dumped it into his bag. He said thanks, and then took off running down the street again. So, I just thought I'd share that with you."
Yes, my music teacher says "like" a lot. These are the kind of stories I have to listen to every Monday:)
