tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60103530092134591512024-03-13T16:37:05.627-07:00And another thing..Tales from the art room.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.comBlogger128125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-47785588553587437582013-03-07T19:59:00.000-08:002013-03-07T19:59:08.870-08:00Sk8r Die kid: Have you saw the preview for Hangover III?
Me: You mean have I seeeeeen it? "Saw" should come after a pronoun.
Sk8r Die kid: Pshhhh what's a pronoun even, like a professional noun??Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-17740628509859763752012-02-09T11:43:00.001-08:002012-02-09T11:44:23.098-08:00Overheard on a ThursdayI look good eating this banana.<br /><br />That was the toughest game of Mega Man of my life.<br /><br />No...it was Brendan Fraser guys. He was in Wal Mart and I followed him all around thinking..'That's Brendan Fraser in a jersey!!!'.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-965944090260800842012-01-11T14:02:00.000-08:002012-01-11T14:08:09.067-08:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Me: </span>Ok, you need to be figuring out what you're going to draw to represent our town.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Shaggy Shaggerson:</span> *thinks* Can I draw those people that sell dogs in the Wal Mart parking lot?Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-47754772914300507572011-12-18T09:33:00.000-08:002012-01-14T11:19:01.722-08:00Overheard on a Thursday 2.0<span style="font-weight:bold;">Cher-obsessed boy:</span> Mother Teresa is by far the sexiest lady of all time....Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-44154310536264898402011-11-28T12:32:00.001-08:002011-11-28T12:33:25.435-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me:</span> Where is your sketchbook already?!?!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lanky Kid</span>: I lost it in the great sketchbook fire of '96. Please don't bring it up.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-738500126856482982011-11-09T10:56:00.000-08:002011-11-09T11:02:46.005-08:00Wednesday<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span>: When did you last cry?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lanky kid:</span> Last night....when I had diarrhea soooo bad. And next time I cry I'm going to write you a letter with the tears as proof.<br /><br />-----------------<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me:</span> What word would you use to describe yourself?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lanky kid:</span> *Pause* Chicken. *Pause* NO! TURKEY.<br /><br />----------------<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lanky kid:</span> HEY JUMPER. I'm getting an owl *Pause* No. I'm getting a falcon. Then we can have *SCREEEEEEEEEECH* contests.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-69397922365945034552011-11-08T12:45:00.001-08:002011-11-08T12:46:31.109-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Shaggy-haired senior:</span> Maybe Monet was a cyborg. Is that a bundle of wires in a field, or some haystacks? You don't know.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-25518854255707307722011-10-28T15:20:00.000-07:002011-10-28T15:26:02.278-07:00Overheard on a Friday<b>Smart WOW kid: </b>I know that because I read it in my book about ancient bats.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-49163439703895497522011-10-25T07:43:00.000-07:002011-10-25T12:15:21.248-07:00Tuesday...<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span>: So, who is the Surrealist artist we all know...he had a crazy mustache?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Class:</span> *crickets*<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span>: COME ON! He painted clocks melting?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Girl in front :</span> Oh...clocks..yeah, that's Flava Flav.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rocker Kid:</span> Oh, hey..my drumset's birthday is today!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rock Brain:</span> Yeah, but..beauty isn't in the eye of the beholder...it's in the eye of the BUTT holder.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-41004162072877898522011-10-10T12:07:00.000-07:002011-10-10T12:08:38.235-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me:</span> Hey, are you still staying at your grandma's?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lanky Lankerson</span>: No, no more grandma. All she did all day was talk about people and cry.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-52190097448010210962011-10-06T12:52:00.000-07:002011-10-06T12:54:21.440-07:00<b>Freshman Girl</b>: Why are you taping pizza crusts together???<div><br /><div><b>Freshman Boy with Pizza Crusts</b>: Quiet. I'm working.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-13585274740050219832011-10-05T13:59:00.001-07:002011-10-05T13:59:40.853-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxsYSL3vShs/TozFPddVkPI/AAAAAAAADgQ/alclC7k4vzY/s1600/photo-780854.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxsYSL3vShs/TozFPddVkPI/AAAAAAAADgQ/alclC7k4vzY/s320/photo-780854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660115701094256882" /></a></p>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-21568456519578879382011-10-04T14:39:00.001-07:002011-10-04T14:41:03.100-07:00<b>Ol' Red:</b> Dude, do you realize you have two backpacks on?<div><b>Not-so-small-emo-boy:</b> Yeah, dude...one's for my Pokemon cards. </div>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-16974347833718309672011-10-04T14:35:00.000-07:002011-10-04T14:36:09.352-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AW82lVT2DeI/Tot8SnwV7wI/AAAAAAAADfg/SPNsIyeSRY0/s1600/photo-769353.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AW82lVT2DeI/Tot8SnwV7wI/AAAAAAAADfg/SPNsIyeSRY0/s320/photo-769353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659754016072396546" /></a></p>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-88812110298606443152011-09-29T10:42:00.000-07:002011-09-29T14:54:47.947-07:00This and That.<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me:</span> Hey, how did you feel after the blood drive?<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">Tall Boy: </span>Oh, I was ok. I went home at ate a whole thing of Bagel Bites so...ya know...<br />
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<b>Taco Boy: </b>Yeah, well...I don't know if this will be as cool to y'all but...I killed a scorpion with a sword last night.<br />
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<b>Sneaky Boy (gazing at clay creation):</b> Noooo, this isn't a pipe...it's a...one of those uh....logs, like in a log ride? I really just love log rides!<br />
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<br />Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-86713297619876794092011-08-24T13:08:00.000-07:002011-08-24T13:11:34.194-07:00Realism<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tZYSXN7Rbjk/TlVa90IM13I/AAAAAAAADeY/n9EeIo1QMfM/s1600/photo-794195.JPG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tZYSXN7Rbjk/TlVa90IM13I/AAAAAAAADeY/n9EeIo1QMfM/s320/photo-794195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644517725990344562" /></a></p>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-48930416295415359042011-08-17T11:46:00.000-07:002011-08-17T11:49:40.873-07:00Aristotasaurus<b>Me:</b> So...what <i>is </i>a philosopher?<div>
<br /></div><div><b>Polite Young Man 1: </b>(dead serious) Oh...that's a dinosaur, isn't it? The Philosoraptor??</div>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-28221528674970103262011-08-17T11:12:00.000-07:002011-08-17T11:47:52.719-07:00"Ladies' Man Abe Lincoln"<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfl-VyFaF0E/TkwM2gtowwI/AAAAAAAADcA/xRqV3kfltkc/s1600/photo-772722.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfl-VyFaF0E/TkwM2gtowwI/AAAAAAAADcA/xRqV3kfltkc/s320/photo-772722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641898563822207746" /></a></p>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-50003909710623752912011-08-13T20:11:00.000-07:002011-08-13T20:12:13.855-07:00Test test test<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBEMIA7TSy4/Tkc9ENKJdXI/AAAAAAAADb4/GWMRSE65rVg/s1600/photo-733856.PNG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBEMIA7TSy4/Tkc9ENKJdXI/AAAAAAAADb4/GWMRSE65rVg/s320/photo-733856.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640544200765830514" /></a></p>Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-10579239281238195782011-05-17T06:48:00.000-07:002011-05-17T06:57:13.383-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me:</span> So, did you have fun on the band trip? Meet any honeys?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Not So Small Emo Boy:</span> No honeys, but they were definitely admirin' my stride.Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-84184188671877431362011-05-04T09:35:00.001-07:002011-05-04T09:37:30.086-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Swagger boy 1: </span>Dude, me and the old lady broke up last night. We are not getting back together this time.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Swagger boy 2:</span> Whatever, dude, how is this any different than the 300 other times y'all broke up?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Swagger boy 1:</span> Well, for one I didn't have glow-in-the-dark shoes or a glow-in-the-dark phone case back then...Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-40159682294192684182011-05-03T17:59:00.000-07:002011-10-08T22:15:16.382-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Bespeckled girl:</span> *calmly, with chin on fist* See...this is just like what I've been saying. You know, it's like my narwhal crossed with a horse idea....so you can ride an underwater unicorn....Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-80110933605547578632011-04-20T11:53:00.000-07:002011-04-20T11:56:35.821-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Me: </span>Hey, will you pick up that pencil you just dropped...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Incredulous Senior Boy:</span> That pencil ain't miiiine! That pencil don't even look like me!Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-71569556285614218912011-04-12T12:25:00.000-07:002011-04-12T12:26:38.917-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Shoeless freshman:</span> You know what would be really terrifying?? A shapeshifting otter. ESPECIALLY in the whisker area....Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6010353009213459151.post-78831625822670870702011-04-01T11:48:00.000-07:002011-04-01T11:50:04.766-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Ginger Boy: </span>*Hummmming in unison with some other kids* Man, we are good at this. We should start a three-way singing group....a vocal threesome...a three-man voice orgy.....what is that called?!Miss Jumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17851313326728003311noreply@blogger.com1