I hate you too

One of my 8th graders is like a heckler. I know he doesn't not-like-me, because he follows me everywhere. But motherfucker is a little bitch.

I was telling them about skeleton costumes. "I'm going to be a skeleton for Halloween!" I said, even though I'm not, and then launched into how much I love skeleton costumes when little shorty stepped in. "Skeletons? How lame, Ms. Salty. How lame and original."

I asked him what he was going to be for Halloween, suggesting "8th grader who lives with his mother" when he said, "WRONG. Ninja zombie with severed foot and guts coming out of his stomach!!!!"