I'm already having a bad day. I got no sleep last night because my son was up 4 times with asthma attacks. Right before we walked out the door for church, the lady that alternates with me in the teen Sunday School called and said she wasn't going to make it today. SO I've got a room full of 13-15 year olds of both sexes, and no material prepared to keep their minds off each other. There is one boy, in particular, who seems to crave love, but has pretty much NO moral compass. Whatever topic you bring up is sure to spark a story about how he "got in a fight with a dude over that, aight?" Or a story about his "pimping" accomplishments, complete with details. I'm trying to shut him up, set him straight, and keep some of the other kids' virgin ears pure all at once. But I feel so sorry for him. His home life "sucks, aight?" I have a headache.