What the?

A brief respite from the Corning saga:

Apparently Wednesday was Give-Your-Teacher-Some-Candy-Too-Show-Your-Appreciation Day. So, on Tuesday night, Lisa took Thompson out to the store to pick out something for Ms. Collins. Thompson thought that giving the teacher an apple was a more appropriate way to show his appreciation for all of Ms. Collins' patience and hard work. The following is only slightly inaccurate because I wasn't there (so I paraphrase).

Mom: OK Thompson, pick out a piece of candy for Ms. Collins.

Thompson: I don't want to give her candy! I want to give her an apple!

M: Look, sweetie, this is supposed to be Sweetest Teacher Day or something like that. You're
supposed to give her some candy. They sent a note home.

T: I don't want to give her candy!!! I want to give her an apple! An apple!!! An APPLE!!!!

M: Thompson! That's enough! You are being a very naughty boy! And Mommy has had a rough
day! Pick out a piece of candy!


T: No!!! Apple!!! Apple!!! APPLE!!!!!

M: Thompson - you need to calm down. This is ridiculous. Pick out a piece of candy for your
teacher.

T: Mommy, you're bothering the hell out of me.

M: What?!?! What did you just say to me?!

T: I said, Mommy, you're bothering the hell out of me. Yes. That's right. I said "hell."