A teacher stands in front of her class, smiling as she writes on the board.

A teacher stands in front of her class, smiling as she writes on the board.

“Alright, class,” she says, turning around. “Today we’re going to play a little word game. I want you to name something that ends with ‘-tor’… and eats things.”

The kids perk up immediately.

Hands shoot into the air.

“Yes, you, Daniel?” she says, pointing to the first little boy.

He stands up proudly. “Alligator!”

The teacher smiles. “Very good! That’s a big word—and yes, an alligator definitely eats things.”

She looks around. “Who’s next?”

Another hand waves eagerly.

“Yes, Michael?”

“Predator!” he says confidently.

“Excellent,” the teacher replies. “Another big word. Well done.”

She nods, clearly impressed.

Then, from the back of the room, a familiar hand slowly rises.

Little Johnny.

The teacher hesitates for a second—she knows Johnny has a reputation—but then sighs and says, “Alright, Johnny… your turn.”

Johnny stands up, grinning.

“Vibrator.”

The entire classroom goes silent.

The teacher freezes.

Her eyes widen. “Johnny! That is absolutely inappropriate. There is no way that eats things!”

Johnny shrugs innocently.

“Well… my mom has one,” he says. “And she says it eats batteries like crazy.”

For a split second… silence.

Then the whole class bursts into uncontrollable laughter.

Even the teacher has to turn around, trying (and failing) to hide her smile.

“Johnny,” she finally says, shaking her head, “go sit down.”

Johnny sits, still grinning, as the teacher tries to regain control of the class.

“Okay… new rule,” she says, clearing her throat. “Let’s stick to animals from now on.”

And from that day on, whenever the teacher asked a question…

She always thought twice before calling on Johnny.