Bloodhound Gang

Honestly, no where else in the world could this have happened today. I refuse to believe it. The following story may be the greatest thing have had to address since Finals Week of 02.

End of day, children laced with high octane levels of sugar and friendship fever (ie...we had our Valentine Party today).

I stand naively at the door, until I hear a panicked chorus of: "Miss Wishon, Miss Wishon"

Thinking the worst, I turn around terrified, ready to see blood dripping from the ceiling...NO. Instead I hear someone one say "Stevie sniffin' people butt!" And then some more, "Stevie sniffin' people BUTT!"

Needless to say, I am dumbfounded. "Stevie, come here please."

Stevie: Yeah. looks abashedly at the floor

Miss Wishon: Were you sniffin people's butts?

Stevie: Yeah, I was

Miss Wishon Literally crippled by laughter, turns away and tries to calm herself, and through fits of giggles manages to eek out ...

Miss Wishon: Why?

Stevie: (seriously) I was tryin' to find who farted.

And Scene!

So, I could not stop laughing from the time that this happened until I got back into the building. I later found out that his mom made him demonstrate how far away he was by putting his face up to her hand. No joke, like 1 inch. He was determined. All she could say to me was, "He really has a problem with stinky smells".

***Names have been changed

**** This is the same kid from the "Excuse me, I'm trying to learn here!" story.