Here I sit, broken hearted

Everyone went to a water park today, except me and a few students who can't swim for various reasons.

For the last half hour or so, a girl has been explaining to me what a song called "Booty booty booty" is about.

Sometimes, to amuse myself, I pretend to be completely ignorant. Sometimes to the point where the person talking to me gets a little frustrated.

Like sometimes when we are walking around the city, I like to pretend that I don't know where I am going, and the students get mad at me and shout all kinds of interesting directions.

Anyways, she has spent a good five minutes telling me how gross guys at clubs only go out to look at butts, and I keep not knowing what she means. She spent an especially long time on the distinction between "booty" and "butt", but I'm not sure I understood very well. 

Then she tries to tell me that the song "Get Low" by Little Jonathan and the EastSide Friends is about a basketball game.
When I try to tell her it might not be, she dismisses me as too old.

While she was talking and getting mad at me, I drew this graphic novel: