Beouf stepped in. “That’s why it’s silly. He’s not breaking any of the school rules. No dress code violations.”
“I have normal clothes beneath this. Everything is covered.”
Beouf nodded. “And you did say you wanted faculty to participate.”
“NOT LIKE-!” Forrest was silenced with a single withering glare from the Principal.
Brollish steepled her fingers. “Mr. Gibson,” she said, “aren’t you concerned that your attire will distract your pupils?”
“Not at all ma’am,” I said confidently. “We can use this outfit to review concepts such as counting, colors, and sizes, and I think this will go nicely with our read along of Crocs in Socks. Tracy even has a paper mache snapper for me to wear back in the classroom.
“And what if it’s too distracting?” Brollish narrowed her eyes. “Overstimulating?”