made me do it |
an unspecific, organically-developing blog my students, both past and present, made me do. |
“Where are you going, Jeff?”
“I’m tired of your stupid jokes, Gary. I can’t take it anymore. I’m moving out.”
“But.. but that would make us..”
“That’s right — split peas.”
can’t stop laughing…. can’t stop laughing…. can’t stop laughing….
“Hey, Jeff?”
“Oh god, here it comes…”
“Look! We’re—”
“Yes, Gary. I know. We’re two peas in an iPod.”
“Ha ha! Isn’t that funny?”
“Not as funny as the number of Yanni albums you’ve got on this thing.”
“I’ve got to tell you again, Mr. Wasserstein, I’m not sure you should have gone with the hot tub. I can still install a nice wading pool for you if...
The Nigiri Warriors and the Futomaki Rollers are among the most notorious of Tokyo’s “umami gangs”, and often find themselves in violent turf...
Campbell used to be nice.
He didn’t complain when you brought him home from the supermarket and shoved him to the back of the pantry.
He didn’t...
“You were out shopping again, weren’t you Betsy?”
“No I wasn’t, Ronald. Why would you think that?”
“You put the fib in amphibian, you know.”
...
Darrell had tried every instrument in the school band, with little success. But once Mr. Finkelman put him on the cowbell, things started looking...
In his younger days before he ever turned water into wine, Jesus would turn water into PBR for his fraternity parties at Judea State College.
Over the years, many legends were born about how First Mate Bubbles lost his eye. Some said he gave it to a clan of wicked sirens in exchange for...
Lillian saved her spare change all winter long so that she could get herself a new bike in the spring.
Unfortunately she hadn’t saved enough to buy...