A classroom exchange

My new writing class is full of mouthy spitfires. If I only I could tongue kiss each of them, because I love mouthy spitfires (though of a few of them are interrupters which makes me want to elbow them in the ribs). Witness this exchange during a rather passionate discussion of Sarah Cole: A Type of Love Story (or listen to it here).

“I thought you were supposed to be an intermediate,” said The Comedienne to the guy who in his introduction last week said he only took Advanced Fiction because the intermediate class was full. It got a hearty laugh because he was really passionate about the story and had a lot to say.
“Touche,” Intermediate said. “I thought you were supposed to be a comedian.”

I almost had an aneurysm trying to control my laughter. It was such an awesome and perfect comeback.

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