...during a very quiet, very intense peer editing session of their biggest, badest, beastliest composition of the year:
Kid A: Oh my God, Evan. Did you even proofread this? Can you even spell?
Evan: What’s wrong?
Kid A: How can “racism and dialect exemplify the ongoing rollercoaster of dignity of life?” Dude, this makes no sense.
Evan: (Runs over to look at the paper in question.) True. But all the words are spelled right!
Kid A: (Pointing.) Look here. “Futhar?” That’s not even a word!
Evan: Yes it is!!
Kid A: Yeah? Then what does it mean? Use it in a sentence.
Evan: How about, stop mocking my paper in public, motherfuthar.
Kid A: (After a pause) Okay. Fair enough.
Kid A: Oh my God, Evan. Did you even proofread this? Can you even spell?
Evan: What’s wrong?
Kid A: How can “racism and dialect exemplify the ongoing rollercoaster of dignity of life?” Dude, this makes no sense.
Evan: (Runs over to look at the paper in question.) True. But all the words are spelled right!
Kid A: (Pointing.) Look here. “Futhar?” That’s not even a word!
Evan: Yes it is!!
Kid A: Yeah? Then what does it mean? Use it in a sentence.
Evan: How about, stop mocking my paper in public, motherfuthar.
Kid A: (After a pause) Okay. Fair enough.
Labels: eavesdropping, skool is kool
1 Comments:
Hillarious! I used the word Nicey as a term of endearment starting with an N in a competitive game of scattegories with my supercool sister-in-law several years ago. She has yet to let me live it down.
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