I had to laugh when I pulled this out of 6YO's backpack....
He got kicked out of gym class. That's quite an accomplishment, being kicked out by the teacher that only has to put up with him three times a week for an hour.
At least he made it this far into the year before a letter came home.
Maybe we have been spending too much time at the skate park and those pierced and baggy pant wearing punks are rubbing off on him!
Those wings did have blood spatter on them after all. I mean really - what did you expect?