scene: the school cafeteria.
time: lunch today.
i walk past a table of 11th grade girls on my way to the salad bar. several of the girls are turned around and obviously gawking at the table of 11th grade boys behind them.
me, in a teasing voice: "are you girls looking at those boyyyyys?"
one girl, in an "i can't believe i have to explain this" voice: "no way, ms. L. we're trying to see what kinds of ice cream are in the freezer case behind them."
i love 11th grade girls.
Hilarious. Nuff said.
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