Sebastian is our fifteen-year-old son and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people. 

Sebastian had a French test the following day and I offered to help him study, but he assured me that he had it covered. The day of the test, when I picked him up after school..

Seba (upon getting into the car): “French went good!”

Me: “Yeesh. How did English go?”

Seba: “What? I didn’t have English today.”

Me: “Precisely.”