It’s a proud day in the Lamar house. My 10-year -old daughter and her pals wrote a book for their teacher…at the Catholic school she attends.
The book was called How to Get a Date.
In this soon to be famous dating guide, the 10-year-olds gave the teacher TIPS on HOW TO FIND A MAN.
I bring that up so you will feel my pain since one of the chapters was about how this teacher SHOULD DATE ONE OF THE NEW CANDIDATES FOR THE PRIESTHOOD.
You know that this book was the talk of the teacher’s lounge last week. I’m just glad they edited the title of the book from their original idea.
HOW TO HOOK UP
I can’t make this up folks. Convents, anyone? Only three more weeks of school. Perhaps we can make it that long.
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Hilarious!
Wow. Catholic school has improved so much. When I was t here we had to tell approaching boys to “Stop, I’m a child of God”. Which of course we did. Not.
Now I feel better about enrolling Son and Heir at the local Catholic.
I’d like to place an order…
OK. Having a 10 year program my DVR, I can deal with.
Having a 10 year old telling me to hook up… well, that just makes me feel like utter shit.
Ummmm, can you mail me a copy of that handbook, just to make sure I’m current with the new tricks?
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That is awesome. I’m always saying that priests don’t get enough action.
Oh you sooo need to publish this soon-to-be-bestseller text right here on WTM! And what exactly prompted this tome? Is this teacher desperately looking for a man?
The mind boggles when confronted with the mind of a 10-year-old!
This was just the dose of laughter I needed to make it OK that I am having a sleepless night of insomnia, Queen! Only Margarita/Miss Minnesota could come up with this one. And yes, it’s true. You can’t make this stuff up. It’s just too good. Hold your head high in the halls at school…and pretend she’s not yours, that is.
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