Schauff called me "Cohen" tonight, and that made me feel cool, like a hip comic-book-writing teenager who's going to inherit the Newport Company someday.
I love my 7th graders. They're so flirtatious, though, I fear they will break each other's hearts some day.
I'm too tired for another beer. What's wrong with me?
1 comment:
Nothin's wrong with you, Cohen. You're just a little sleepy.
Schauff
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