My Mama’s a Ho, And Other Stories

Whenever there are 2 or more special education teachers in a room, you are bound to get some interesting stories..

Student: My mama’s a ho.
Teacher: Why would you say something like that? Thats really mean.
Student: She has 8 kids. None of us has the same dad.
Teacher: Wow…your mama is a ho.

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Teacher: How do you sleep at night? Do you have nightmares?
Student: I sleep softly on my Sealy mattress.

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Teacher: I have a kid rubbing her own period blood in her hair.
Me: Nasty!
Teacher: Her mom said she would stop if we ignore it.
Me: You told her mom to go to hell, right?
Teacher: The principal did.

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Me: Tell me a little about yourself.
Student: Uh…um..
Me: Come on, who are you? What are you like?
Student: Well, I’m tall…

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Student: I heard that when it rained, its because God is crying. Why would he cry?
Brandus: Probably something you did.

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