What's a Crayon?

Here it is...The story of what's a crayon!

I know you have all been anxiously awaiting for this post!

During one of the typical days at Marian, a group of the education cohort was walking between classes to get lunch. After buying some subs at Erbert and Gerberts the group was walking back to the Stayer center to take over a classroom to studiously work on complain about homework. 

 On the walk across campus, the ladies were chit-chatting and Amy, in her typical fashion, was texting.  Jaime, or Mama J, was talking about some clean-up she had been doing near her job the past weekend.  She was mentioning picking up some kind of drug needle thing and had said there was a crayon nearby.  So Amy, who wasn't really listening, heard the drug reference and then the crayon reference, and assumed that the two were connected.  Perhaps a crayon was some sort of drug term that she was not aware of!  So she uttered the words, 

"What's a Crayon?!"

The entire group turned and looked at her and burst out into laughter.

Apparently it was just a crayon, like a crayola, laying in the grass.

And Amy will never, ever live it down. Ever.

The end!