I shrugged. “I guess. I don't know.” “I'd want to. I think you should get a secret squirt gun or something and attach it to your eyes somehow.
And every time someone stares at you, you would squirt them in the face.”
“With some green slime or something,” I answered. “No, no: with slug juice mixed with dog pee.”
“Yeah!” I said, completely agreeing. “Guys,” said Mr. Roche from across the room. “People are still reading.”
We nodded and looked down at our books. Then Jack whispered: “Are you always going to look this way, August?
I mean, can't you get plastic surgery or something?” I smiled and pointed to my face. “Hello? This is after plastic surgery!”
Jack clapped his hand over his forehead and started laughing hysterically. “Dude, you should sue your doctor!” he answered between giggles.
This time the two of us were laughing so much we couldn't stop, even after Mr. Roche came over and made us both switch chairs with the kids next to us.
Mr. Browne's October Precept
Mr. Browne's precept for October was: YOUR DEEDS ARE YOUR MONUMENTS.
He told us that this was written on the tombstone of some Egyptian guy that died thousands of years ago.
Since we were just about to start studying ancient Egypt in history, Mr. Browne thought this was a good choice for a precept.
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