It's good to be different...

[Auburnwine]

My ten-year-old called the class bully a "cinnamon-eating son of ten-toed harmonica player" (I'll mention that my lad does have the Tae Kwan Do black belt to back up his "fightin' words").

But rather than test his combat skills, the bully had to go off and ponder whether or not he had actually been insulted. Most fifth-graders don't seem to spend much time "signifying" with language-loving fathers. I think that the world would, however, be a better, less violent place if more kids learned to do the dozens.

Also, it's always better to have a Shakespeare quote at hand ("Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! Vile thing, let loose, or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!") than succumb to potty mouthed simplicity.

And now, as William said: "I must discontinue your company."