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Nov. 1st, 2009 10:50 pmI know this is a little off subject. I work in an After School program where I have a group of fifteen kids. One of my kids has the tendency to tell "stories" to impress the other boys. We'll call him Luke. One of my girls lives in the same neighborhood, we'll call her Jasmine.
Luke: This one time a plane crashed in my backyard!
Me: What?
Luke: Wide eyed "it did so" nodding.
Jasmine: It did not!
(Me in my head: Exactly what I was thinking/Good for you Jasmine)
Jasmine: It went down in Ryan's backyard. (Me: @_@) He's like five blocks from you. It was closer to me.
A plane. Seriously.
Luke: This one time a plane crashed in my backyard!
Me: What?
Luke: Wide eyed "it did so" nodding.
Jasmine: It did not!
(Me in my head: Exactly what I was thinking/Good for you Jasmine)
Jasmine: It went down in Ryan's backyard. (Me: @_@) He's like five blocks from you. It was closer to me.
A plane. Seriously.
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