Then later, remember, he made some remark about us getting our G.E.D.s. That's when I bet him we had more "degrees" on our side of the street than they did. That shut him up for a short while.
It's always good to throw in a couple "NEENER, NEENER, NEENER"s every once in a while too. My daughter taught me that one.
Hmmmm. Well, I did get the foot stamping correct, didn't I? :-)
By the end of the night Professor Squeegee was completely silent.
I think it was the foot stomps that did it!