Tommy: Oh my god Jimmy, I think our wish came true! We have x-ray vision!
Jimmy: Wow, you’re right. Wait, gross, quit looking at me!
Tommy: Whatever, let’s go outside and see who all we can see!
The boys run outside.
Jimmy: Whoah, look it’s Miss Nickels!
Miss Nickels (waving): Hey boys!
Tommy: She’s more incredible than I could have ever fathomed. This is awesome.
Jimmy: Quiet, you’re ruining the moment!
Miss Nickels goes inside.
Tommy: Well there goes heaven.
Jimmy: I know. . .hey but look over at that lady! She’s kinda far away but she could be a keeper.
Tommy (squinting his eyes): Yeah, she does look kinda hot. . .wait a second. . .dude is that my mom?
Jimmy (also squinting): Ah, maybe it is. I didn’t recognize her because, well, you know. . .
Tommy: Well okay but now you recognize her so quit looking!
Jimmy: Sorry, sorry.
Mrs. Sproutstickle, an older, very obese woman walks up behind them.
Mrs. Sproutstickle: Hello boys.
Tommy (turning around): Oh hey Mrs. Sproutstickle. . .no. . .NO. . .god Jimmy don’t turn around!
Jimmy (turning around as well): Why not? What is it. . .oh god. . .OH GOD. . .WHY DIDN’T YOU WARN ME?
Mrs. Sproutstickle: Well that’s no way to welcome your teacher boys. Are you ready for class tomorrow. . .and every day for the next year?
Jimmy: God this is NOT a fair trade-off for Miss Nickels. . .there’s no way I can do this every day for a year.
Tommy: I know, where are all the women’s locker rooms when you need them?
Jimmy: You idiot! That wouldn’t stop us from seeing Sproutstickle! I told you we should have wished for invisibility!
Tommy: I know. Well, there’s always our next lifetime.
Jimmy: True dat. With Sproutstickle around, I’m sure we'll be headed there soon enough.
