Queen of Rambles

There’s this little rat bastard third grader at school that I absolutely hate. Loathe even. If I was a lesser person I would pinch his little head off and feed it to Bonkers (she’ll eat anything).

Today I had him in my room to work on a test (since he can’t read it by himself) and he was being a real pain in the ass. Pouting is his speciality so he thought if he pouted I’d give him the answers. I wanted to shove the damn test down his throat, but instead I was just really short and grouchy with him.

At random times through out the week a teacher will go through the whole school and give every kid who’s wearing their reading point badge a prize (it’s a program to encourage reading). Today the teacher was passing out pixie sticks.

After the teacher left, Lazy Ass said something about all the kids snorting the pixie sticks and I just laughed. It’s true. They do. Or at least they did when I was a kid. How gross is that? They also snorted jello powder and kool-aid, though I never snorted any of it. Give me a bar of chocolate to eat instead!

So this little rat bastard piped up “why would they snort pixie sticks?”

I answered honestly and told him I really didn’t know. I also said it would probably give him a headache and he absolutely shouldn’t do it. End of discussion.

Later that afternoon I was called into the principal’s office.

That little jerk-off had went and told the principal I told him he should start snorting cocaine!

I explained the conversation and the principal just shook his head and said the kid was a master manipulator.

I know this is true because of conversations I’ve had with him in the past. You tell him he will lose his recess and he just says “good, then I won’t be cold.” Then he says “ha! I used good psychology on you. You can’t beat me.” He also claims he likes copying from the dictionary, but it sure didn’t seem that way when I made him do it. Mwhahahahaha! I think I’m going to have to tell his teacher that I can’t have him in my room next week. I might kill the little punk. It’d be doing the world a favor, but I don’t relish the idea of jail time.

All I can say is Thank Goodness it’s Friday!!!!!!

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