You know, Zach has a deathly shrimp allergy. Maybe I should get all the Chinese restaurants in town to stop serving shrimp. Oh, and the grocery store shouldn't sell it in the fresh area, either. And all the lunches at school should be examined, oh, and everyone on the bus, and in the movie theater too. Someone might breathe on him after all.
And then we can rid the world of bees and penicillin, cause he's allergic to those too. The school needs to sweep the building for bees 6 times a day.
Or, I can just teach him well, and do my best, and hope.
I think I'll go with option B.
These peanut people piss me off.