Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Apathy Jack writes:

Walking into the hall behind my form class; going into an assembly. As I pass the Head Girl, she sticks out her hand.
“Where’s my chocolate?” She demands.
“Oi,” I reply, belligerently. “The only time I want to see you holding your hand out is when there’s chocolate for me in it.”
She uses one hand to raise the lapel of her blazer to her mouth as she looks over my head, and gestures with her other hand.
“Security, we’ve got an intruder.”



I like some of these students...

1 comment:

Bunny said...

I miss them. Say hi from me.