Ew. Barefeet. Dirty floor. THE GERMS! THEY ARE EVERYWHERE! AND THE ATHLETE'S FOOT!
I thought of two more.
If you ask me for help on homework by saying something like, "What's the answer to number fifteen?" without even giving me the question, I will totally flip out, give you the scowliest scowl that was ever scowled, and yell at the top of my lungs. And trust me, you never want to hear that. (Yes, people actually just walk up to me and say, "What's the answer?" HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW? YOU DON'T EVEN TELL ME WHAT THE QUESTION IS!)
And I like to chew on raw noodles when playing piano.
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