Boys will be boys

I told the fifth grade boys who were talking about constipation that there were three ladies present. That being so, they might consider changing the topic of conversation. "Girls do not appreciate crude humor," I said, "If you'd like to impress them, you've got to be gentlemen."

"That's not true," shouted out the ring leader, who's got a lot of heart, but isn't on the brighter side, "I was real sweet to my ex-girlfriend and she didn't even like me!"