It's Friday Bitches

And I'm going to sing this in my head for the next 3 hours.
Oooh I wanna drink with somebody
I wanna feel the heat of some whiskey
Yeah I wanna do shots with somebody
With somebody who's thiiiiirsty

Happy happy weekend!

Sun comes out, I get burned. Never a miscommunication. Proof of God.

Classtime

Sometimes I call on random students to answer questions. Today a boy was reluctant to stand up, which is not unusual, but then he kept trying to pull his t-shirt down, which is less so. Everyone started laughing and I feared it was a puberty related embarrassment, but no. Rather, this boy had rolled the legs of his shorts up and tucked them in so it looked like he was wearing little denim underpants. An effective use of class time if ever I've seen one.

Conversation with a Douche

Douche: Where are you from?

Me: Canada.

Douche: Or as I like to call it, Amer-i-can't.

Me: Actually, I prefer Amer-i-won't.

Douche: (deadpan, with hint of disdain) ...witty.

Exit Douche stage left.