I thought it was the urban legend of The Gym Teacher of Doom as told by Toby.
(My kids take tests! ...most are done with a stopwatch or measuring tape but still. Some are about rules of the game. Or rules of the road if you're lucky enough to catch me May-August.)
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(I had to spellcheck roguish BTW. Somehow this is important.)
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(Well, it's a good thing you don't really have to grade papers.)
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(My kids take tests! ...most are done with a stopwatch or measuring tape but still. Some are about rules of the game. Or rules of the road if you're lucky enough to catch me May-August.)
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(Multiple choice ones, right?)
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(Hell no. Do you want future drivers guessing about what to do? Really?)
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(I meant for the gym tests, but I don't remember my permit test being that hard.)
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(I'm not the DMV, but I at least try to make my own stuff somewhat challenging.)
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(It's because you care so much about the kids, right? You want to make sure they're going to be good drivers, right?)
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(I don't want to die. I'm sure you don't either.)
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(You're right, I don't. At least not before I've done a fews things on my list...)
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(You have a bucket list too? Tell me something on it. I want to have a pet turtle and change my Mile High Club membership.)
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(I do, and I'm sure you'd just love some of the stuff I've got on it.)
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(Please share?)
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(Maybe when I like you again. Maybe I'll even show you.)
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(But I like you?)
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