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I usually call my mom every morning and evening. She only lives about twenty minutes away, so I typically go to visit on Sundays too when it's pretty outside. But today is cold and wet and I swear I saw a few snow flurries when I took the dogs out. So, I called her and told her I had been dreaming about school the past couple of nights.


Me: Tomorrow I'm getting a new kid who called the teacher the c-word.
Her:The c-word? What's that?
M:You know, a "c-u-n-t".
H: (Repeats the letters) I don't know.
M: (Pronounces it for her).
H: I've never heard of that. Is that like a S.O.B?
M: No, it's kinda like calling her a vagina.
H: Damn. I've heard it all.

And all of this before I'd had a cup of coffee. Today should be interesting.