Our music teacher S. stopped me in the hall today. I asked her how things were coming along with her spring program.
"Good." she said and then paused and giggled.
"What?" I asked.
S: "Well... you know how we are singing 'Jimmy Cracked Corn'?"
S: "Well...today... Jimmy crapped corn."
Me: Let me guess...and you don't care?
S: "Nope what ever he needs to do to get it out of his system."
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