Of course no one could eat it because it was toxic by the lowest of measuring standards. It would kill a grown man or three toddlers. I was embarrassed to display it with my class of special ed students but we won the prize.
Gingerbread houses are meant to be edible. I betrayed that rule for my own ego and to win a pizza party for my class. If you really want the truth. That pizza tasted bitter going down. Bitter because I knew the fraud I committed on that day.
SEE...NOW THERE IS A LOST FREAKIN POST THAT COULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN IF I HAD THESE PICTURES YESTERDAY!!
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