School teachers are fucking dumbfucks. My nephew has water-play every Monday and my mom sends him to school in speedos on Mondays but each time, he comes home and says 'papa no swimming' and looks unhappy. And this goes on, with no word from the fucking teacher, till one day he finally tells my mom, 'go to school, remove shirt, remove pant, papa no blue shirt, teacher say no swimming'.  

Poor baby! If there's a friggin uniform for water-play and parents are for some reason unaware about it, it'd be nice to drop them a line. Say hey guys, your kid's not dressed right for this. We'll buy a uniform. We'll buy ten fucking uniforms. How the fuck can you make a kid sit outside week after week while his friends are all having fun and never wonder why he still has no uniform? Chuts..

We just went and bought it, fyi, and its fugly. His speedos were way cooler. 

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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