That was meant fer yer hubbit.
I’m not sure Luke is quite up to sanding a really good message. But he could defend them in court proceedings...
So my grade for the class I took this spring got posted (B+) which means yay, I am officially done, and they’ll mail me my Master’s degree in a couple weeks. Woot! Finally!
Too bad it doesn’t mean a raise.
Yah know... back at my elementary school, when kids were “caught fighting” their policy was to make the kids put boxing gloves on and fight it out in the gym.
Swell.
So some bigger kid one day one day comes up behind me and punches me. I turned around and told him knock it off (or something to that effect). The vice-principal saw this and ignoring my protests, drags the two of us to the gym where thirty or so kids get to watch him beat the crap out of me.