Me (reading the news): Michael Richards is in Cambodia.
Judd: Adopting a baby?
Student J: So you already graduated?
Me: Actually, I just got my MFA... (and then, I almost fall out of my chair).
Student M: What's a mmmbop?
(Later)
Student B: Shouldn't it be, what's an mmmbop?
Most of this takes place during Catchphrase, end of class today.
Student N: What rhymes with God?
Student J: Bod!
Student B (for phrase "filthy rich"): Dirty wealthy! Dirty wealthy!
Student A: It's a kind of meat! Meat! Meat!
Group: Chicken! Pork! Beef! Steak! Tacos!
Buzzer beeps.
Student AX: What was it?... A YAM??!!! A yam's not meat!
There's more, but I think you get the drift. After class, almost all my students thanked me for the best class they've ever had. That was nice.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
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In summing up, I wish I had some kind of affirmative message to leave you with. I don't. Would you take two negative messages?
-- Woody Allen
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What! Yam is not a meat?
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