A+ For Honesty

Yesterday in Creative Writing Class, I noticed an otherwise occupied girl in the back of the room, who was looking intently into her compact mirror and doing something to her face—so I summoned my sternest teacher voice and admonished her:  

"Are you putting make-up on during my class?" 

"No," she said, blithely,

"I'm popping a pimple."

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