Blood in the Boardroom

I told the kid that if he kept running, he would hurt himself.

He stuck his tongue out and kept running.

What do you know, he tripped and bumped his face and his nose started gushing blood!

Despite tissue packets being even more rampant than swine flu in Tokyo, guess what ended up staunching his sanguinous nostril waterfall?

If you guessed "GTA's nice sweater from Zara that was soooo not on sale," you're right.

Student Quotes

GTA: "My friend is having a baby!"
STUDENT: "What kind of baby is she going to have?"
GTA: "Errr...you mean, is it a boy or a girl?"
STUDENT: "No." *absolute silence*

...well, I guess it's one of the following, then:

1. Human
2. Caucasian
3. Made of delicious baby meats
4. Not on fire

What I'm Thankful For

Reading a Thanksgiving story aloud to kids under the age of ten has a few unexpected bonuses. Names have been changed to protect the generally innocent.

GTA: *pointing to pictures in book* Where's the turkey?

GAGGLE OF CHILDREN (GAC): There! There! Turkey! *assorted turkey noises*

GT: Great job! Where's the...corn?

GAC: CORNCORNCORNCORNCORN!!!!
Japanese children love corn. Actually, all of Japan loves corn to a frightening degree, but let's not get into that right now.

GTA: Wow, good job, everyone! Okay...Ken, can you find another food in this picture?

Ken studies the picture solemnly for a minute, before breaking out into a wicked grin. He points to something on the page.

KEN: BABY!

Sure enough, he's touching a smiling baby, who was sitting innocently at the table and totally unaware that it was on the menu.

GTA: What? Babies aren't food!

KEN: Haha, baby!

GTA: Okay, everyone, repeat after me: babies aren't food.

GAC: BABIES AREN'T FOOD!!!!

I'm a good influence, after all.