Jailhouse School Of Rock
(I’m riding in the car with several of my family members. We’re on our way to drop my older brother off at school. My young sister who is around eight is sitting next to him. We don’t want to pass the school, so everyone is keeping an eye out.)
Sister: “Is this [Brother]’s school?”
Mom: *looks at building* “That’s a jail…”
Brother: “Yep, it’s my school.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
