Kill me now!

I was given a new assignment in church last week.  After playing 20 questions on the phone with my mother last night, she finally gave up and started laughing hysterically when I told her I am now teaching the 12 and 13 year old's Sunday School Class!!!  Why me?  There are 10 boys in that class, one of which is mine!  I tried to explain to the nice man that asked me to this that I have very little patience for idiotic behavior and he just gave me a smug grin.  So, after a lot of thought of how to best teach these cute boys, I prepared a nice lesson with lots of stories, and nice object lessons mingled with scripture, only to find out that burping verses of scripture is super cool!  To top it off, I am bringing a can of febreez next week to rid the room of their amazing farts!  Just to be on the safe side, I am thinking of subscribing to Sports Illustrated and reading that with the class each Sunday.  I'll even throw in some popcorn and candy.  After all that is exactly what my Sunday School teacher did when I was growing up and it didn't hurt a bit!