Ms.S. has thrown most of her crayons and color pencils behind the dresser. 

Ms.S.:  pencils, where are youuuu? 

No response.

Ms.S. *frustrated* tries shaking the dresser. 

 *screams * PENCILSSSSS…

After she was tried a couple of times, she walked away. 

I enjoyed the show, standing in oblivion. Such Petty Pleasures.

Ill let her wait, till she has her own off springs, then she will know what she has to give up. 

Me: *raises one eyebrows* *smirks* *walks away*