*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

So today BB2K and I were at the grocery store, when she spotted a classmate. He was dressed in "civvies," but he works there part time. As the cashier was ringing up our order, she asked BB2K, "you go to school with this guy?" When BB2K said, "yes," she said sympathetically, "I'm sorry." Without missing a beat, BB2K's friend said, "she meant to say, 'I'm jealous.'"

I love teenagers!:gig

Or anyone with a quick mind and smart mouth. I married someone like that. :love
 
It's too early in the year for it to be the 'crazy season,' but I swear, it's beginning to feel like it.

Taking BB2K to school this lovely, sunny morning, we had to creep past two - count 'em, two - scenes of dented cars and flashing lights. As we passed the second one only a couple of blocks from the school, BB2K said, "Uh, oh." I said, "you know those folks?" "Yeah, the person standing talking to that officer is my history teacher."

As she got out of the car at the school, BB2K told me, "be careful driving home."

(Turned out it was the history teacher's son that was involved in the accident, and he's OK. His car, not so much.)

And this evening, less than a mile from here, we had a loony go racing down Market Street, crash into another car, jump out of the car, strip off his clothes, fire several shots into the air, and go running off into the woods. Before long, he returned to the car and put on his clothes, whereupon he was taken into custody by deputies at the scene.

Pray for me, I drive on Market Street (along with Harvey, apparently)
 
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