A student walks up to me. He’s got a huge shit-eating grin on his face.
“I’m going to take control of your body and your brain,” he says to me, “and then you’re going to give me a Jolly Rancher.”
The hell you say, I think to myself, but I say “Go for it.”
“You are now breathing manually,” he says.
He got his Jolly Rancher, the little bastard.
(Very long day. Including positively Hobbit-like levels of both First and Second Breakfast. This is all I have, but hopefully it got a smile out of you.)
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It seems strange to me that I just updated my facebook status asking a question about how Hobbits eat so much food while remaining so little…and you mention them. But that’s totally a coincidence. Hobbits. They’re something to talk about.
Also, smart kid.
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That’s cute! I do that to annoy my classmates though haha.
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The power of the Jolly Rancher. Why do they hold such powers over students?
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