Why do I always leave these things until last minute?
So on Wednesday, I have to do a presentation on classroom economies (does anyone remember those from elementary school?) and I had this thought:
"I closed my eyes and reached into the class treasure chest. Uh oh. THAT'S not a pencil."
Yep. That's it. That's your prompt. 1K-10K prose/333-3,333 verse.
Oh and yeah, go ahead and ask me about bizarre/dangerous ways to implement token economies. I've been cracking myself up all weekend.