My Justin Mali Moment

Homework had been passed out by my paper passers. I held up some extras (my assistant hadn't realized it was a half sheet, so she had made the full number of copies) and asked, "Did everyone get one?"

R-- held up a crumpled sheet. "Mine is ripped," he said. "Can I have another one?"

"Sure," I responded, handing him another one.

"Oh!" exclaimed J--. "Can I have an extra one, too?"

"Me too! Can I have two extras?" cried S--.

"Um," I said, overwhelmed, "It's the same thing again..."

"Please?" they asked.

"Okay," I responded, "But only if you're really good..."