Wednesday, November 26, 2008
third grade extortion racket
in the midst of getting ready and trying to get out the door yesterday C comes into the room, closes the door over and does his serious face and the dreaded I need to talk to you about something. He then proceeds to spill a story about how he had pushed X but only in self defense but that T was demanding one dollar and a bakugan or he would tell Mrs H. I did refrain from laughing but told him it would be okay and tell T to go ahead and tell on him he wasn't going to get in any trouble a day later. I think T's career path as a mob enforcer might be numbered as he had apparently forgotten about the entire incident.