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I could just- (stopthatspotitstopit.)
The art teacher (the new one, not the old one who I actually liked) seems to have dropped off the earth unexpectedly, and so the vice principal not the nice, Indian lady, but the dickhole who keeps grabbing for my iPod and I'm like "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU DOING, GET YOUR MOTHERFUCKING FILTHY HANDS AWAY FROM MY MOTHERFUCKING IPOD YOU ( Read more... )