<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061</id><updated>2011-10-10T11:11:45.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quote Book Book</title><subtitle type='html'>In short, a collection of funny things people have said, directly to or overheard by the Contributors.  For a more detailed history behind its genesis, we invite you to read the first post of this blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-2085725574824887604</id><published>2010-05-05T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:21:05.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mythical confusion</title><content type='html'>student: Is this project about real dragons or fake dragons?&lt;br /&gt;me: real dragons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-2085725574824887604?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2085725574824887604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2085725574824887604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/05/mythical-confusion.html' title='Mythical confusion'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-240265328223272852</id><published>2010-02-10T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:38:01.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Party</title><content type='html'>"Who's Gusto?"&lt;br /&gt;- second grade response to, "They feasted with gusto."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-240265328223272852?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/240265328223272852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/240265328223272852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/dinner-party.html' title='Dinner Party'/><author><name>Millie Wamsted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075928993063603614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6106603373325778488</id><published>2010-02-09T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:17:06.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name that Tune</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I'm not sure that there's anything worse than someone who is simultaneously:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1) bad, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2) passionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;about the trumpet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6106603373325778488?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6106603373325778488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6106603373325778488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/name-that-tune.html' title='Name that Tune'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-59847839994650167</id><published>2010-02-08T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T14:51:45.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Earnest 4-Year-Old Art Student:&lt;/em&gt; "Can I tell you all about paintbrushes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impressed Art Teacher:&lt;/em&gt; "Please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Earnest 4-Year-Old Art Student: &lt;/em&gt;"Don't stick paintbrushes up your nose."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-59847839994650167?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/59847839994650167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/59847839994650167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/artistic-advice.html' title='Artistic Advice'/><author><name>Millie Wamsted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075928993063603614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7961841332640420728</id><published>2010-02-08T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:35:03.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Irons</title><content type='html'>"Yes you do. &amp;nbsp;They just don't look skinny on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 7th grade girl to Scruff, after he said that he didn't own any "skinny jeans"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7961841332640420728?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7961841332640420728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7961841332640420728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/nine-irons.html' title='Nine Irons'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-1439360383992078533</id><published>2010-02-04T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:49:15.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos chalupas, por favor</title><content type='html'>Me: "My brother has an interview entirely in Spanish today! Wish him luck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student (in a condescending voice): "Where is he interviewing? Taco Bell?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-1439360383992078533?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1439360383992078533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1439360383992078533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/dos-chalupas-por-favor.html' title='Dos chalupas, por favor'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6407960350322726778</id><published>2010-02-03T16:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:49:20.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>70% Chance of Perspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"Precipitation is rain, not sweat, right?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- 6th grader to his classmate while working on an earth science assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6407960350322726778?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6407960350322726778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6407960350322726778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/70-chance-of-perspiration.html' title='70% Chance of Perspiration'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-3299379074543452609</id><published>2010-01-08T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:29:25.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mark of the Beast, Part II</title><content type='html'>In an attempt to solve the previously posted dilemma, we head to the AT&amp;amp;T store in search of a better option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT&amp;amp;T worker&lt;/em&gt;: "You aren't due for an upgrade yet, so what we can do for you is take the $99 iPhone price and add $200."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl in need of phone&lt;/em&gt;: "So, I would pay $299 for the phone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT&amp;amp;T&lt;/em&gt;: "Yep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl:&lt;/em&gt; "That's more than the retail price of the phone at the Apple store.  It's $199 off the shelf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT&amp;amp;T&lt;/em&gt;: "Yep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;: "Then I will probably go there and buy that phone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT&amp;amp;T&lt;/em&gt;: "Yeah, that's probably a better deal."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-3299379074543452609?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3299379074543452609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3299379074543452609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/01/mark-of-beast-part-ii.html' title='The Mark of the Beast, Part II'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7129227381610651388</id><published>2010-01-07T08:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:04:21.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mark of the Beast</title><content type='html'>"We can offer you an Out of Warranty Replacement for $199."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The answer received by Apple salesperson when trying to get help with broken iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7129227381610651388?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7129227381610651388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7129227381610651388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2010/01/mark-of-beast.html' title='The Mark of the Beast'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-1343670898136367487</id><published>2009-12-15T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T10:14:29.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cliffhanger</title><content type='html'>So I made a deal with my 6th graders: if everyone scored above 90% on their homework, I would not assign homework tonight. &amp;nbsp;When the class discovered that just one girl let the class down with an 88% (don't worry, she could handle it), one of the boys turned to her and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Now I have confirmed my plan to throw you off a cliff!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Um, you never had that plan, and we don't have a cliff."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-1343670898136367487?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1343670898136367487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1343670898136367487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/12/cliffhanger.html' title='Cliffhanger'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-578110837573126214</id><published>2009-12-13T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T11:51:59.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing out the Irony</title><content type='html'>In the midst of a discussion with 7th graders about the fallacy of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ignoratio_elenchi"&gt;Irrelevant Thesis&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "So, now that we've defined this fallacy, let me give you some examples. (noticing that a student in the front row is doodling) Jay, this is not the time to be drawing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay: "But it's fun!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (with a joyful excitement that I'm sure confused Jay) "Um, I can't really come up with any example that's better than that!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay and classmates: " . . . "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-578110837573126214?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/578110837573126214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/578110837573126214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/12/drawing-out-irony_13.html' title='Drawing out the Irony'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-9052076440371983886</id><published>2009-12-13T11:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T11:46:01.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Buckhead</title><content type='html'>7th grader: "Mr. Faulkner, I'm sorry, but my homework was run over by a Range Rover."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-9052076440371983886?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/9052076440371983886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/9052076440371983886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/12/only-in-buckhead.html' title='Only in Buckhead'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-3272828796260637602</id><published>2009-12-07T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:08:46.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bartender, I think I'll have another . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;"Well, I had four rounds of coke at a sports bar with my dad." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;- 8th grader, on why he stayed up until 2 a.m. Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-3272828796260637602?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3272828796260637602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3272828796260637602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/12/bartender-i-think-ill-have-another.html' title='Bartender, I think I&apos;ll have another . . .'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-3691093107645023145</id><published>2009-11-12T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T05:31:24.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You thought the trade embargo was bad . . .</title><content type='html'>"Send it to Cuba."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 6th grader's response when I posed the question: "What should we do with all the nuclear waste?" in the midst of a discussion about the pros and cons of nuclear power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-3691093107645023145?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3691093107645023145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3691093107645023145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-thought-trade-embargo-was-bad.html' title='You thought the trade embargo was bad . . .'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7895859966857219003</id><published>2009-11-05T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:49:53.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>"I have no idea what that means."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 8th grader, after I encouraged him to figure out an algebra problem by saying, "Don't miss the forest for the trees."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7895859966857219003?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7895859966857219003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7895859966857219003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/11/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-3525860536291446757</id><published>2009-11-02T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:40:41.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deferred Flirtation</title><content type='html'>"I can't &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for that day!" - 7th grade boy, after I told a story about doing something silly in high school because I liked a girl, then concluded the story by saying, "Don't laugh, boys.  You too will do something silly for a girl one day."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-3525860536291446757?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3525860536291446757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/3525860536291446757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/11/deferred-flirtation.html' title='Deferred Flirtation'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-9074641426405769443</id><published>2009-11-02T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:37:41.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calamari</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;"Oh wait, isn't it those little octopus legs that you eat?" - 6th grader, when I used the word "caveat" then stopped to ask the class if anyone knew what a "caveat" was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-9074641426405769443?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/9074641426405769443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/9074641426405769443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/11/calamari.html' title='Calamari'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6224728894629498354</id><published>2009-04-29T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:09:07.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Get What You Pay For</title><content type='html'>Actual conversation while checking out of JC Pennys in Columbia, SC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Where you from?"&lt;br /&gt;- "Atlanta"&lt;br /&gt;- "Y'all zip code weird."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6224728894629498354?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6224728894629498354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6224728894629498354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-get-what-you-pay-for.html' title='You Get What You Pay For'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-5786996408016233147</id><published>2009-03-20T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:09:51.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservation conversation</title><content type='html'>"Taking shorter showers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--7th grade student's response to "What does the word &lt;em&gt;conservative&lt;/em&gt; mean?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-5786996408016233147?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5786996408016233147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5786996408016233147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/03/conservation-conversation.html' title='Conservation conversation'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-5824107790259921856</id><published>2009-02-27T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:02:27.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x + y = LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;During math class, as I am explaining the importance of showing all of your work on a word problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I know this seems like a lot of extra work right now, but you'll come back and thank me later in life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th grader: "I might just text you - is that okay?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-5824107790259921856?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5824107790259921856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5824107790259921856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/02/x-y-lol.html' title='x + y = LOL'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-2098786727236952083</id><published>2009-02-12T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:21:01.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe if I had a Magic Wand...</title><content type='html'>"Could you in a couple sentences tell me the main point/plot of book 6?" - One of D-Al's friends wanting to be caught up on the Harry Potter series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-2098786727236952083?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2098786727236952083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2098786727236952083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-if-i-had-magic-wand.html' title='Maybe if I had a Magic Wand...'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6486110157865458213</id><published>2009-02-11T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:59:42.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eureka Barbie</title><content type='html'>"I wanted to play with my Barbies but I also needed to study science so I just made one of my Barbies be Archimedes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 6th grader&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6486110157865458213?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6486110157865458213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6486110157865458213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/02/eureka-barbie.html' title='Eureka Barbie'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-222439589683322480</id><published>2009-02-05T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:14:33.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is no "Twister"</title><content type='html'>"Yeah, it was really boring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 8th grader, on our tornado drill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-222439589683322480?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/222439589683322480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/222439589683322480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-no-twister.html' title='This is no &quot;Twister&quot;'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-621711420929300652</id><published>2009-02-05T05:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:13:21.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiny things, all in a row</title><content type='html'>"Sparkly things that you put on dresses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-6th grade girl's response when asked to define a "sequence"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-621711420929300652?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/621711420929300652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/621711420929300652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/02/shiny-things-all-in-row.html' title='Shiny things, all in a row'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8223767999229291329</id><published>2009-01-30T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:22:26.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dated</title><content type='html'>"It’s like a big cd that always messes up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 8th grader, on records&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8223767999229291329?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8223767999229291329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8223767999229291329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/01/dated.html' title='Dated'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-5780789078457808108</id><published>2009-01-30T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:08:00.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fleeting Icons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A conversation between two 8th graders,&lt;/em&gt; in medias res&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rambo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester Stallone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who played Rocky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rocky&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-5780789078457808108?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5780789078457808108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5780789078457808108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/01/ramwho.html' title='Fleeting Icons'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7266635457328234300</id><published>2009-01-27T09:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:06:56.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the Change</title><content type='html'>"My Dad says an 'A' is never too expensive." --sixth grade student after I told her not to spend too much money getting supplies for her China project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7266635457328234300?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7266635457328234300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7266635457328234300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dad-says-a-is-never-too-expensive.html' title='Keep the Change'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8675296911379198708</id><published>2009-01-07T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:28:20.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Icy Hot</title><content type='html'>"I wish lava was really, really cold instead of really, really hot." - Wish made by an 8 year old while climbing a volcano in Guatemala because he was hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8675296911379198708?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8675296911379198708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8675296911379198708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wish-lava-was-really-really-cold.html' title='Icy Hot'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-1578624766359542140</id><published>2009-01-05T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:57:01.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Currency</title><content type='html'>"Mr. Faulkner, I got over $100 in gift cards for Christmas, but I sold most of them off to my dad." - 6th grade boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-1578624766359542140?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1578624766359542140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1578624766359542140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-currency.html' title='Christmas Currency'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8518163225725367364</id><published>2008-12-19T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:14:54.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI</title><content type='html'>Jordan: What does the book mean when it says the US is the "colossus of the North?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: It’s saying that the US is like the “Big Kahuna.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor: Oh, that’s what my mom calls my dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8518163225725367364?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8518163225725367364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8518163225725367364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/tmi.html' title='TMI'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8730968546317150718</id><published>2008-12-18T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:34:26.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those little devils.</title><content type='html'>"You know what, 'Teletubbies' spelled backwards in Hebrew is 'Satan.'" - 6th grade boy, randomly, during lunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8730968546317150718?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8730968546317150718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8730968546317150718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/those-little-devils.html' title='Those little devils.'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7719987012703914859</id><published>2008-12-17T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:53:36.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True...</title><content type='html'>Me: Can anyone give me an example of a proverb in our culture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie J (confidently): Yes. People who live in glass houses shouldn't take showers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7719987012703914859?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7719987012703914859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7719987012703914859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/true.html' title='True...'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7371699618092973249</id><published>2008-12-17T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:59:20.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too honest?</title><content type='html'>Me: "Just because something makes you think doesn't mean that it's hard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Grader: "I don't like thinking."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7371699618092973249?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7371699618092973249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7371699618092973249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/too-honest.html' title='Too honest?'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-7185265440382007347</id><published>2008-12-16T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T04:28:07.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Affected Canines?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Exchange overheard in my apartment complex parking lot:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hey dude, what's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Guy with two dogs&lt;/strong&gt;: "Nothing, dude - just walking my pretentious-ass dogs."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-7185265440382007347?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7185265440382007347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/7185265440382007347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/affected-canines.html' title='Affected Canines?'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-1425912605518299827</id><published>2008-12-16T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:40:59.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intinction, please.</title><content type='html'>“It’s really weird when they feed you the drink . . . I never know how much to gulp.” – Scruff's sister back in the 12th grade, speaking of her difficulties with the Episcopalian method of serving communion wine (&lt;em&gt;A QBB Classic&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-1425912605518299827?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1425912605518299827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/1425912605518299827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/intinction-please.html' title='Intinction, please.'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8862264549247382431</id><published>2008-12-16T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:15:09.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of a WASP</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Actual short answer response from a 7th grade white male...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Test question&lt;/strong&gt;: “What is missing from the usual story we hear about colonists in the New World? Why do you think this is?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John:&lt;/strong&gt; "A lot of people leave out the slaves, African Americans, and women. I think they did this because they wanted to make the white men look like they did everything. I also think that the women, slaves and African Americans were not or did not have as big of a role in the community. The women did the housework; the slaves did the yard work. That does not seem as important as establishing a colony or finding gold and silver."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8862264549247382431?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8862264549247382431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8862264549247382431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-of-wasp.html' title='Life of a WASP'/><author><name>JLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07457390588859567200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-856445879036089815</id><published>2008-12-16T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:54:29.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Newbie</title><content type='html'>"What is 'wasabi'?"&lt;br /&gt;  --Badia Askari, Swami's colleague, waving her hands in front of her puckered face, upon taking the first bite of her Publix-procured lunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-856445879036089815?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/856445879036089815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/856445879036089815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/sushi-newbie.html' title='Sushi Newbie'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17683591947574972805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-5699515780701452394</id><published>2008-12-16T06:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:04:38.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tact.</title><content type='html'>"Well, you seem kind of old not to be married." - 6th grader's explanation for why it is "weird" that one of her classmate's mom is only 6 years older than me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-5699515780701452394?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5699515780701452394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5699515780701452394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/tact.html' title='Tact.'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6155501030905520852</id><published>2008-12-12T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:26:04.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lose the Kilt</title><content type='html'>"Mr. Faulkner, you know why it's good to be a girl? If you dress like a boy you don't look half as bad as when a boy dresses like a girl."&lt;br /&gt;- 6th grade girl, randomly to me during lunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6155501030905520852?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6155501030905520852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6155501030905520852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/lose-kilt.html' title='Lose the Kilt'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-132772153501862748</id><published>2008-12-12T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:04:56.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Play Some Music?</title><content type='html'>"None of them have any cussing.  And they're all Caucasian."&lt;br /&gt;  --9th grade Nyla, handing me a list of songs she and her friends were requesting I play for them during their work time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-132772153501862748?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/132772153501862748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/132772153501862748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-play-some-music.html' title='Can You Play Some Music?'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17683591947574972805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-2512014169523565165</id><published>2008-12-10T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:33:03.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High expectations?</title><content type='html'>"Do you want that made with whole milk?"&lt;br /&gt;- The Starbucks barista's response when I ordered a nonfat latte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-2512014169523565165?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2512014169523565165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2512014169523565165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-expectations.html' title='High expectations?'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6951898086403334554</id><published>2008-12-10T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:34:44.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Below the Surface</title><content type='html'>"You uproot it!" - 6th grader response to my question: What is the inverse operation of squaring a number?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6951898086403334554?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6951898086403334554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6951898086403334554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-below-surface.html' title='Just Below the Surface'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-4983520587132015989</id><published>2008-12-08T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:51:43.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>"So I was looking back at our old quotes, and they're not as funny as they used to be." -Scruff to Swam on the original quote book book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-4983520587132015989?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/4983520587132015989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/4983520587132015989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Millie Wamsted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075928993063603614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-2242217477724753179</id><published>2008-12-06T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:52:39.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant?</title><content type='html'>"Is that why your tummy is so fat?"&lt;br /&gt;  --five-year-old girl at a birthday party, excited upon being told that Millie was having a baby in March&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-2242217477724753179?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2242217477724753179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/2242217477724753179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/pregnant.html' title='Pregnant?'/><author><name>Millie Wamsted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075928993063603614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8038553962965122035</id><published>2008-12-05T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:24:38.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Had A Heap Of Apples</title><content type='html'>"I like geometry . . . (thoughtful pause) . . . except for triangles."  - 7th grader&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8038553962965122035?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8038553962965122035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8038553962965122035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/oscar-had-heap-of-apples.html' title='Oscar Had A Heap Of Apples'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-5535574494885202133</id><published>2008-12-05T09:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:11:26.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>"Well, it's not working."  - 6th grader, after I explained to her the method that I have to use (being that I'm colorblind) to match my clothes in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-5535574494885202133?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5535574494885202133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5535574494885202133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-128914041086514643</id><published>2008-12-04T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:25:54.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold the cheese, please.</title><content type='html'>Setting: MARTA train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;homeless person speaking loudly to entire train:&lt;/i&gt; I'm homeless, does anyone have any money so I can buy some food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;train rider:&lt;/i&gt; I have a sandwich I haven't eaten, do you want it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;homeless: &lt;/i&gt;Does it have cheese on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;rider:&lt;/i&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;homeless: &lt;/i&gt;I don't like cheese on my sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;rider: &lt;/i&gt;you can just peel it off... here take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;homeless: (a little agitated)&lt;/i&gt; I don't really want a sandwich, I just want to buy cigarettes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-128914041086514643?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/128914041086514643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/128914041086514643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/actual-conversation-heard-on-marta.html' title='Hold the cheese, please.'/><author><name>D-Al</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15203189113374932618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-5793064240335167047</id><published>2008-12-04T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:37:45.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff This White Guy Likes</title><content type='html'>"He's &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;! That's what they do!"&lt;br /&gt;--Swami's [Black] colleague at Mays High School, interrupting a conversation in the teacher work room in which a different colleague had expressed admiration for Swami's bike-riding habits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-5793064240335167047?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5793064240335167047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/5793064240335167047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-white-thats-what-they-do-swamis.html' title='Stuff This White Guy Likes'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17683591947574972805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-6313652306261763704</id><published>2008-12-02T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:19:52.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, looks like I have to get things started . . .</title><content type='html'>"Mr. Faulkner, I realized something today; the word 'studying' is the combination of two words: 'student' and 'dying.'" - 6th grader, interjected randomly during science class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-6313652306261763704?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6313652306261763704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/6313652306261763704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-looks-like-i-have-to-get-things.html' title='Okay, looks like I have to get things started . . .'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4325961506411792061.post-8104798091832572869</id><published>2008-12-01T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:03:06.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since the Swam and I could never get our acts together . . .</title><content type='html'>Welcome to The Quote Book Book, or at least a blog that accomplishes some sort of compromise between the quote books of yesteryear and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandiose&lt;/span&gt; visions of an actual hardback coffee table version.  Herein you will find, hopefully to your endless chuckling pleasure, funny comments or conversations that the Swam and I (Scruff) - and the occasional special guest, or more permanent special guests like D-Al, who came up with the idea of this blog in the first place - have overheard or been engaged in during our normal everyday lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, your first reaction might be, "Hey, guys, this is not very original."  But keep in mind that the first quote books were started by the Swam and Scruff back in the 80s (okay, that's a lie - I think it goes back to the late 90s, but come on, that's a decade ago - the world was still using Prodigy!!), before these types of compilations were commonplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's hoping we are able to contribute to this blog on a semi-regular basis.  Oh, and the Swam and I reserve the right to sneak in some old classics from time-to-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scruff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4325961506411792061-8104798091832572869?l=thequotebookbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8104798091832572869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4325961506411792061/posts/default/8104798091832572869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thequotebookbook.blogspot.com/2008/12/since-swam-and-i-could-never-get-our.html' title='Since the Swam and I could never get our acts together . . .'/><author><name>Scruff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884443176939353319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
