Sometimes it takes a third-grader to make it all clear...

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Reed: (coming into class in the morning) ...AND you just fruity-tootied!

Dane: I did not!

Mrs. B: Ummm...what?

Reed: He fruity-tootied. You know...cut the cheese, pooted, fluffed, farted...

Mrs. B: Yeah, you can stop now. I got it.

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