Mr. Peterson Is Weird

Ok. There's this poem see, that I found in 8th grade and I really liked it so I copied it down and I remember it because I really like it and I wrote the whole thing out and it's really long, and as far as I could tell no one else had ever heard of it except me. Got it?

Mr. Peterson: My dad used to be kind of a rebel. Well...Yeah he was. He used to sit in the back of his car and recite poetry...like that poem The Highwayman. Has anyone ever heard of that poem?
Me: *Only one raising my hand* It's a beautiful poem.
Mr. Peterson: See? If you had been born 20 years earlier you could have met my dad and been my mother!
Class: *Laughing* Ewwwwwwwwwww!
Me: *Blushing madly*

Yeah. So that was weird.

Mr. Peterson: And all the girls liked my dad, because he was a rebel. So that's the secret, guys. Be a rebel and girls will like you.
Becky: Mr. Peterson essentially just said "If you want it to be good girl, get yourself a bad boy!!!"

And we watched The Graduate. Here's to you, Mrs. Robinson! (She was cool. Evil, but cool.)

Mrs. Robinson: Isn't there something you want to say to me, Benjamin?
Ben: Yeah...uh I really appreciate this...
Mrs. Robinson: The room number, Benjamin.

Ben: *Shuts door, so he can have mad illegal sex, for the first time, in total darkness*
Simon and Garfunkle: Hello darkness my old friend...

Ben: I think you're the most attractive of all my parents' friends...

Ben: Elaine, I really like you...
Me: But, sadly, I'm a mother fucker. Your mother, in fact.

It was quite a good movie.

Oh, and here's the poem: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16431

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