This evening I noticed that something had bitten my right hand between the pinky knuckle and the ring-finger knuckle. As I puttered about in the kitchen, I spouted out to no one in particular, as I am regularly wont to do, "Gosh, something bit me."
The Pony lay sprawled on the living room couch, fiddling with his laptop. "Was it a student?"
Thank you. He'll be here all week.
3 comments:
I laughed out loud at that one. Teens...they're just so witty aren't they? ;)
Bada boom! hehe
Chick,
They make me work harder to polish my imaginary stand-up routine.
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labbie,
I'm not sending him out to the comedy clubs just yet.
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