Nowadays, they check out before spring break, and don’t return. Thankfully, we had a late one this year.
“Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what it is made of.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Teacher here – this is accurate satire.
I hope the son’s grammar is also more gooder than dad’s.
Remember back when you could get stuff repaired for cheaper than just buying a new one? I don’t.
You should have saved your report on clouds to the cloud. Wait, is your report about literal clouds or the cloud? If the latter, your problem is ironic.
Your writing has gone downhill, Snoopy.
Plot twist: It’s dad’s. Hence why Santa didn’t bother leaving anything for him.
Nate, your reputation is going to gain you automatic “person of interest” status for all sorts of shenanigans.
First rule of making up an alibi is it has to be believable.