from Paul Graham | by Paul Graham

10 yo asked me to read a draft of his latest story. Me: The teacher is called Mr. Masnapos? Where did you get that? 10 yo: It's Hungarian for hung over.

It's a pretty dystopian story. Our hero arrives in middle school and is offered a shot of gin by an older student. "This tastes like shit!" he splutters. "It should," replies the older student. "I made it in my toilet."