Yesterday, one of my students was caught with a naughty magazine.
And by naughty, yes, I mean a fifth grade student had a porn magazine in his backpack.
That we confiscated during my prep. Oh how I love when fifth graders narc on each other.
I strolled around campus singing, "Nudie magazine day! Nudie magazine day!"
No one got my reference. I'm certainly not the only one who appreciates Billy Madison and all of the movie's glory. Especially my favorite part:
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