I'm pretty sure everyone knows what TMIS is, right?
Too much information syndrome...the lame thing chicks say to eachother.
Yeah.
Mr. Peterson has TMIS.
He walked into class and started with the story of the day "So I went to the bathroom and....."
He went on to talk about how he violated the urinal code or w/e he called it. Apparently he got close to some dude who then told him he had a nice watch. I don't even have to be a dude to know that's awkward.
He wasn't wearing a watch.
I pretty much didn't hear the whole story because Peanuts and I were too busy laughing hysterically. It was a long story, too. He just kept listing off guys who came into the bathroom while he was in there.
I promised Peanuts I would post about it.
There you go, my 'Nuts.
Mrs. Mollman is going nuts. So everyone in the class did a whole bunch of work and turned it in, but Mollman handed it back today and said it wasn't good enough.
Apparently, when the directions say "Use the word in a sentence to show its definition", they really mean "Write a huge, incredibly wordy sentence describing a massive story to highlight the usage of ONE word."
Mrs. Lenz says to shorten things up and not drag everything out, but Mrs. Mollman says to expand on everything to make it look like we're pompous jackasses.
Lesson for the day:
Sometimes your best just isn't good enough.
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That is kind of weird. I mean, it's pretty much an unspoken kind of thing, that two men don't speak to each other, dare even glance at anything but their own business, when urinating. Perhaps that is TMI, but, it's a guy's perspective.
You said:
"Sometimes your best just isn't good enough."
But, fear not. General George S. Patton said:
"If a man does his best, what else is there?"
May reading that thought put a smile on your face, mon cherie.
watch? a watch? did mr p give a name for this interesting and inquiring queer?
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