Last night:
“I have a student who’s really cute. He’s not doing well in the class, but he tries really hard.”
“Should I be worried that you think your students are cute?”
“He’s not that kind of cute. He’s like wookie-cute.”
“Wookie-cute? [insert really pathetic imitation of Chewbacca that sounds like a howler monkey w/hemorhhoids]
“No, No, No. Not wookie cute, _ewok_ cute. Like a teddy bear.”
“Oh. Yah. Big difference.”