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Okay, that's just freaky. I'm sitting in mom's classroom, minding my own business, and one of the martini glasses that her students are using as props in a skit cracks. As in, the whole rim of the glass is separated from the rest of it. I was nowhere near it, I'm the only one in the room, and there was nothing nearby to do that.
I'm scared.
I'm scared.
