Wow.
Second period, Mr. Sydlansky, fattest man alive, with the world's biggest inferiority complex, flips his shit at our whole class because two out of thirty students did the homework.
As usual, the blame is put on us (Fucking piece of shit Pollock, he gives all of us a bad name), because he can never admit to being wrong, and we didn't get to dissect owl pellets and find bones and skulls and shit.
It may not seem relevant, BUT HE DOES THIS KIND OF SHIT EVERY FUCKING DAY and it wears on you after a while. You guessed it, he's retiring this year.
This man I so big that we he sits down A FLAB OF FAT COVERS HIS COCK. AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF, HE WEARS THE SAME NASTY ASS RED SWEATER EVERY FUCKING DAY!
Third period, Mr. Donelly was usuing his intimidation tactics to help us pass the Regents exams again.
However, HE FUCKING FORGOT that using the pre-2004 regents for 2005 review is like playing Mario for a fucking month and expecting to win a one day Sonic tournament. In fact, that's the only analogy that fits it.
The test has similarities, i.e. the scoring system, etc., but the '05 is MUCH easier and based on mechanics rather than answers.
To top it all off, ninth period Mr. Breig yet again tells us how to write an essay. Great! I've had a college reading level since sixth grade, and I'm a master writer, and I have to put up with this shit?
MAYBE IF YOU WOULD HAND US BACK OUR FUCKING WORK WE WOULDN'T NEED TO RELEARN STUFF FROM INEFFECTIVE PAPERWORK, AND WE COULD LEARN FROM OUR MISTAKES INSTEAD! HEY, THERE'S A NICE FUCKING THOUGHT! NOBODY IN OUR HIGH SCHOOL DOES THAT, AND THE WHOLE SCHOOLBOARD IS FLIPPING THEIR FUCKING SHIT, NOT KNOWING WHAT'S WRONG!
Then, as an extra topping, I come home and discover that my brother ass-raped my Sonic 3 and Knuckles save file. The sad thing is, I was half asleep and I watched him play it.
I told him "Get every choas emerald, continue, extra life, etc. you can for every level before you beat it."
He didn't. The game's 3/4 over, AND I DON'T HAVE JACK SHIT! Now, I gotta nuke the file, and replay it to get any enjoyment out of it.
FOLLOW DIRECTIONS ASSHOLE!
Damn, I'm still pissed. I'm gonna go load on some metal.
Second period, Mr. Sydlansky, fattest man alive, with the world's biggest inferiority complex, flips his shit at our whole class because two out of thirty students did the homework.
As usual, the blame is put on us (Fucking piece of shit Pollock, he gives all of us a bad name), because he can never admit to being wrong, and we didn't get to dissect owl pellets and find bones and skulls and shit.
It may not seem relevant, BUT HE DOES THIS KIND OF SHIT EVERY FUCKING DAY and it wears on you after a while. You guessed it, he's retiring this year.
This man I so big that we he sits down A FLAB OF FAT COVERS HIS COCK. AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF, HE WEARS THE SAME NASTY ASS RED SWEATER EVERY FUCKING DAY!
Third period, Mr. Donelly was usuing his intimidation tactics to help us pass the Regents exams again.
However, HE FUCKING FORGOT that using the pre-2004 regents for 2005 review is like playing Mario for a fucking month and expecting to win a one day Sonic tournament. In fact, that's the only analogy that fits it.
The test has similarities, i.e. the scoring system, etc., but the '05 is MUCH easier and based on mechanics rather than answers.
To top it all off, ninth period Mr. Breig yet again tells us how to write an essay. Great! I've had a college reading level since sixth grade, and I'm a master writer, and I have to put up with this shit?
MAYBE IF YOU WOULD HAND US BACK OUR FUCKING WORK WE WOULDN'T NEED TO RELEARN STUFF FROM INEFFECTIVE PAPERWORK, AND WE COULD LEARN FROM OUR MISTAKES INSTEAD! HEY, THERE'S A NICE FUCKING THOUGHT! NOBODY IN OUR HIGH SCHOOL DOES THAT, AND THE WHOLE SCHOOLBOARD IS FLIPPING THEIR FUCKING SHIT, NOT KNOWING WHAT'S WRONG!
Then, as an extra topping, I come home and discover that my brother ass-raped my Sonic 3 and Knuckles save file. The sad thing is, I was half asleep and I watched him play it.
I told him "Get every choas emerald, continue, extra life, etc. you can for every level before you beat it."
He didn't. The game's 3/4 over, AND I DON'T HAVE JACK SHIT! Now, I gotta nuke the file, and replay it to get any enjoyment out of it.
FOLLOW DIRECTIONS ASSHOLE!
Damn, I'm still pissed. I'm gonna go load on some metal.
Or maybe not for you.
. Being in a room with this donut muncher is like being in a room with Saddam Hussein, Satan, and R.J. Reynolds.