Cheshire Cat Logic

So… Today in my Biology class my CT had the students do a genetics lab called “Making A Baby.” Y’all can probably guess what the lab entailed, but I’m going to give a brief summary anyways. Since we’re moving on to Mendelian genetics now, we’re starting to introduce the students to genotype and phenotype, and what it means to be either heterozygous or homozygous for a trait. In the lab the students were to come up with their own (predicted) genotype of around 5 traits, and “mate” with 6 other people in the class. 

I’m sure you can imagine how awkward this lab is in a room full of high school sophomores. 

Anyways, as my CT told them to go forth and multiply, the class clown immediately got up and sauntered over to me.

“Miss S.?” he asked, completely deadpan. “I want you to be my first.” 

It literally took all my control to not burst out laughing (although I did end up grinning). “Well, Sergio,” I replied. “While I’m completely honored that you want me to be your first, I’m not actually participating in this lab. I’m afraid you’ll have to find some other young lady to bestow your affections on.”

He looked at me somberly. “But Miss S., she won’t be you.”

“I’m sorry, Sergio. It just can’t happen between us.”

He gave a dramatic sigh. “Very well then,” he answered. “I respect your decision. Just know that it’s you I’ll be thinking of.” 

Sometimes high schoolers are pretty damn hilarious.