Baaaddd Jokes

I have the cutest group of Freshman this year.  I love them almost more than my Freshman group from 2 years ago.  And that group was my favorite group- since the year before them!!!  Do you see a pattern? 

One of my favorite things to do with high school students, is to tell really dumb jokes and laugh and laugh at their reaction.  I mean- they want to laugh a little bit; but at the same time, it's just so dang bad they're really in horror over how I can make such bad jokes. 

Today was the best worst joke ever. 

We are reading The Odyssey.  And the main character has just met a cyclops, defeated him, insulted him, and stolen a few sheep to top it all off.  As we're reading the story, and I'm re-capping what all has happened, I said, "He made a baaaddd choice stealing those sheep!" 

There was silence.  And then . . . "Latta! That was the WORST joke!" 

I paused, and said, "You mean . . . a . . . baaaadd joke?" 

One kid said, "I see how the rest of class is going to go.  We should just leave her now." 


HAHAHAHAHAHA

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