Cars and Cards

Annabelle and I spent forty hours of this last week in a drivers ed class. Here are the highlights (they were few and far between):

"I bet this is what living in a rest home feels like. Eventually you just accept the wasted time and learn to play cards."
-Rita

"Cheering is hard. You have to work your arms, and your legs, and your mouth."
-Cheerleader

"I hate this chair."
-Rita (I switched it with the unfortunate soul who sat in front of me)

Question: Where do you find a railroad sign?
Annabelle and Rita's answer: Pg. 20

"Maybe we should be in the same car to minimize damage to only on vehicle."
-Rita

"Hurt or KILLED!" "And this long spike." "Like bullets!"
-Sly Fox and Birdie

"Remember when I hit your face, Rita?"
-Annabelle

"Do not be dumb."
-Mr. Teacher (we hate it when students call a teacher "teacher")

"I'm done."
-Rita as she gets out of the car after running over a cone.

Mr. Teacher: There's neon clothing right there!
Immodest student: *gasp* Sorry! That's innappropriate.
Mr. Teacher: Well then it shouldn't be showing!

"The integrity in this room is about 7% Only on of you has integrity. That way you can all think that your that one and the rest of you are SKANKS!"
-Mr. Teacher

(About his job) "It's borderline... prostitution."
-Mr. Teacher

Drivers ed is over forever! Luckily, we passed the class. We are done playing cards (for now) and we are on the road!