So “Tom” comes into my room last Friday with a wrapped box and hands it to me. I thank him, and a few minutes after he leaves I open it so I can write him a quick thank you card before the vacation starts and well lets just say the contents startled me
I am not much of a whiskey drinker, actually I hate it. But I still love the thought. I mean I have gotten wine, even got a bottle of wine with the students picture on it. But JD brings it to another realm.
December 24, 2007 at 7:33 pm
That cracks me up. Tom’s mom must know what you’re dealing with!
“Honey, what do you think we should give Tom’s teacher this year?”
“What do you think a teacher needs?”
[brief silence]
in unison: “Booze!”