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Artistic]
Letter explaining why we should not do Algebra.
Granted, I typed this with another name but it was to mock my dear red-headed friend, Jerrilyn and her Algebra I teacher that only has a half of a pinkie. She's such an easy target. Jerrilyn, I mean. Anywho, here goes.
"Mrs. Gordon,
I have hereby decided that I will not be doing algebra any more upon observing the loss of the half of your pinkie finger. Preserving all of my fingers intact is in one of my utmost important interests.
You may think that since it is only the pinkie, it isn't needed.
But this is where I, Jerrilyn Elliott, will prove you wrong, ignorant teacher. I have this bush that not many things can fit through and an insatiable sexual urge.
Nightly, my pinkie saves me from raping everyone at school because it's the only finger that can fit through.
Sincerely, Jerrilyn L. Elliott, aka The Bush."
Artistic]
Letter explaining why we should not do Algebra.
Granted, I typed this with another name but it was to mock my dear red-headed friend, Jerrilyn and her Algebra I teacher that only has a half of a pinkie. She's such an easy target. Jerrilyn, I mean. Anywho, here goes.
"Mrs. Gordon,
I have hereby decided that I will not be doing algebra any more upon observing the loss of the half of your pinkie finger. Preserving all of my fingers intact is in one of my utmost important interests.
You may think that since it is only the pinkie, it isn't needed.
But this is where I, Jerrilyn Elliott, will prove you wrong, ignorant teacher. I have this bush that not many things can fit through and an insatiable sexual urge.
Nightly, my pinkie saves me from raping everyone at school because it's the only finger that can fit through.
Sincerely, Jerrilyn L. Elliott, aka The Bush."