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~I'm Anna:
~student of life by night...and teacher of hormonal adolescents by day. ~I come to Philly by way of Dallas and Chicago.
~I get my best ideas while in transit--walking home, in cab rides, on the plane.
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7 November 09

Tales From School, #6

  • Student 1: I sprained my butt cheek in gym class.
  • Me: That's gross and also impossible. Your butt cheek isn't a joint, therefore you can't sprain it.
  • Student 1: Well, I hurt the muscle somehow.
  • Me: So what you mean to say is you pulled your gluteus maximus muscle.
  • Student 2: Well, MY gluteus maximus is hurting from sitting all day.
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