Everyday [that I don't have some after school extracurricular-thingy] I stop and talk with the crossing guard out on Smith. Today, besides learning more about her cats, her opinion on different weather, her winter jackets, an embarrassing personal story, and her family history of diabetes, I also learned an amusing story about one of those kids who wears their pants way too low. Apparently as he was crossing the street the other day, his pants completely fell off in front of all the passing cars. Needless to say, he came back the next day with normal britches.
Justice :)
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