When I was a kid

The pretty teacher was concerned with one of her eleven-year old students, Redneck. Taking him aside after class one day, she asked, "Red,why has your schoolwork been so poor lately?" "I'm in love," red replied. Holding back an urge to smile, she asked, With whom?" "With you," i said. "But Red," she said gently, "don't you see how silly that is? It's true that I would like a husband of my own someday. But I don't want a child." "Oh, don't worry," I said reassuringly, "I'll use a rubber."