And other than feeling creeped out about the whole wig and old clothes get-up, I'm actually quite excited. Apparently, he's done insane amounts of research on our third president, so the whole class is preparing with a whole ton of questions. And we're gonna see if we can stump him. No limits, guys!
(Except, the first day my teacher told us about this, a kid asked, "So, can we ask what toilet paper they used back in the day?" and that's where the questions end. So basically, yes, there's limits.")
In a way, I'm freaking out, cuz' I don't want to ask a stupid question like ^that one^ cuz' I was seriously thinking about it, and I don't want to ask an impossible question that no one can answer except the actual two hundred-something-year-old Thomas Jefferson. But I can't help! No limits means no limits, right? HE CAN'T KNOW EVERYTHING, MUAHAHAHA!
Well. Small round green vegetables. I'll say hi to Thomas Jefferson for you guys. ^_^