Musings of a Drunken Monk

I took part in an exhibition lesson for one of the student teachers today. It was standard with group work, loud students, and generally no one caring about English.

First I was reminded once more that teenage boys in this country (perhaps everywhere) border on mentally deficient in their lack of maturity.

Then we listened to "Santa Claus is Coming to Town," by which I was reminded that he is a complete psycho.

I mean if He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake doesn't creep you out, I don't know what will.