Girls in my class: *giggle, giggle, giggle*
Me: Ok, girls, settle down, finish your morning work.
(Brandon, another student, enters as giggling vaguely subsides)
Brandon: What is everyone laughing at?
Me: Your face.
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One doesn't *become* a Southern lady. You either are, or you are not. No amount of acclimation will make up for a lack of upbringing based on bare feet, good manners, and the mastery of "puddling" rather than sweating.
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- Val
- I'm left handed. Consequently, I always have an ink smudge on my pinkie.
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