Dec 22, 2006 12:51
Third grade: "Alright, autoerotic asphyxiation is when..."
Seventh grade: "Your wife is an awful teacher."
Eighth grade (At a Lutheran school): "I'm a Unitarian."
Ninth and tenth grades, in multiple DATA classes: "I haven't learned anything and the teacher is a complete know-nothing." (Enroll today! www.neisd.net/data/)
And then eleventh grade, when I was becoming jaded: "Look, I haven't learned a fucking thing in this class. I turned in my project, now let me leave." I left. Thankfully I was only talking to an intern.
Eleventh grade, to a teacher, as the punchline to some sort of joke: "Hey, it's cool. I've got some guns in my locker."