Tuesday, February 2, 2010M: "Have you ever had a finger talk to you?"
M: "Well, this will be the first time then."
She walks to my desk with her hand in a fist and puts it in front of my face. She slowly moves her fingernail over her thumb and says the following in a high, squeaky voice:
M: "Hello, Jake! How are you?"
I look at her face. She whispers for me to answer the finger. I look back at her finger.
J: "I'm fine. How are you?"
M: "Jake! Are you really talking to a finger? Ha ha ha!"
M: "Is it disgusting to have egg stuck in your braces, or no, is that not disgusting at all? Don't write that! Jake, I'm going to take your pen away and your paper!"
M: "Ew! I just burped and it was gross."
M: "Jake, I'm open to intelligent conversation, ya know, but hearing you talk about your I.G.A. generic crackers... I get bored. Your crackers aren't as cool as mine. See? Zesta! They don't even compare."
J: "Mine are also Zesta."
M: "Jake, no. Your generic crackers are boring."