My classmates were talking about some weird stuff in Language Arts. We had to do this Scavenger Hunt thing, but everyone got to around number four and then quit. So, we were all just messing around while Mrs. Richmond, like, took a nap or something because she didn’t say anything for most of the period. Somehow, we got on the subject of Personal Development, and of course, really nasty jokes. I’m not going to say them all, but my favorite was,
A vegetarian walks into an Italian restaurant.
The waiter says, “What would you like this evening?” Says the waiter
“I’ll have the meatballs, hold the meat.”
I know. This is very immature for a bunch of eighth graders.