Sexiness and slavery...

In 8th grade the other day I gave one of the boys my keys so that he could open the bathroom. My keys have a key chain on them with my name on it--since I am constantly leaving them somewhere, I figured it helps to speed their return to me. Anyway, he came back into the classroom holding my key chain up,
"Who's 'Alexis'?"
me: That's my name.
another 8th grade boy: Your name's Alexis?? That's the sexiest name ever! I want to name my daughter that...


And in chemistry class yesterday, they somehow got on the topic of how old their parents are:
girl: my mom's 54.
boy: What?? My grandma's 54!
girl: She was born in 1956.
Flava Flav: 1956?! Didn't they still have slavery back then??