Sometimes, these kids just kill me. Examples....
After school, Ms. C and I are outside, pretending like we could actually be of some use if a fight breaks out. One of her students comes up to us and says....
"Ms. C, if Mr. X doesn't like you, its just because he's English."
"English?"
"Yeah. You know. English. All of them guys over there, they're all like... you know. Liking guys."
"They do?"
"Yes. And he talks like them. He's serious like, (here, his pinky goes straight into the air, and he busts out a wicked accent) "may I have a cuppa tea?"
Ms. C and I are now looking at him like he's mad.
Ms. C's voice now, oozes sarcasm.
"And that means he likes guys."
"Well, if he doesn't go for YOU... he MUST."
"Thank you, Laredo. Go home."
So there you have it.
They don't know their multiplication.... but they "know" that the entire UK consists of gay men.
They don't know where the equator is... but they can do a great job pantomiming oral sex.
They know how to find brass knuckles... but not their homework.
They can get weed... but not to school on time.
Someone, please explain this to me.
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