Why do teens taunt me? Wait...don't answer that.
They must smell fear, and everyone knows I fear teens. I once went to Krauzer's instead of Dairy Queen because there was a pack of teens at the DQ. If you don't know what Krauzer's is, suffice it to say they don't sell blizzards and peanut buster parfaits.
Anyway, I was getting in my car, trying to look unassuming, when some teens must've spotted me trying a little too hard and one of them shouted out the bus window, "Hey -- how many degrees you got?" Going with my first instinct -- which is a bad idea 50% of the time, it's just impossible to predict which 50% -- I said "2." Then, teen said, "Keep up the good work... one day you'll be as smart as me." Was that really taunting? Taunting can only be judged by the tauntee and I'll definitely say he was trying to taunt me.
This ranks well below teens shouting at me as I was jogging, "Run, Forrest, Run!" and the time a teen (OK, he was a preteen) threw a milkshake on my car for no good reason prompting me to chase him down the cobblestone streets of Manayunk in borrowed boots.
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I was the real victim of the Krauzer's incident. Being the true friend I am, I said nothing, pretended to understand, and ate my freezer burnt ice cream with a half smile on my face.
i believe it was dulce de leche...and, as I recall, it was muy dulce
It was actually a Yoohoo that the kid threw on the car. I will never forget the details of that incident as I was in total shock when you darted out of the car to chase them.
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