Marshall was spending his Saturday morning sleeping. It was a nice sleep. That is, until he felt someone poking him in the arm repeatedly ( Read more... )

Marshall was spending his office hours looking at funny videos on youtube. Fat kids tripping over stuff was always funny.

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Marshall was spending his office hours alternating between feeding the cockamouse and making a name tag to put on it's cage. Yes, after much deliberation he had decided the name of his cockamouse. He named it after Ted. Sort of ( Read more... )

Marshall had laid out a trap for the cockamouse last night. It involved a cage, a stick and a handful of cheetos. Not the most high-tech of traps but Marshall figured if it could work for weirdos who lived in the backwoods of Canada then it could work for him ( Read more... )

Marshall was at his desk, trying to write up lesson plans for his new class. He knew how to be in a good relationship but it was harder to write out how to do it. He needed brain candy. He opened up his desk drawer to grab some Twizzlers ( Read more... )

Marshall had forgotten to hold office hours last week so he made sure he held them this week. He was sitting at his desk seemingly not doing much of anything. Well, except for bobbing his head. He still had club music pounding in there from yesterday's class.

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Marshall was in his office, playing an excellent game of wastebasketball using the old quizzes from the first day of class. He had more productive things he was supposed to do; he had promised Lily he'd go to the local art galleries here in France and take pictures. But somehow this seemed more fun. He'd get around to doing it after Team ( Read more... )

Marshall was in his office making a powerpoint for his next class. He was trying to restrain himself from using too many goofy noises. The elephant trumpeting between every slide was as far as he was going to go. And, okay, maybe he would throw in a dog barking somewhere. But that was it. Really.

[Door and post are open yo]

Marshall was working on something important. Very important. He had Ted on speakerphone and both were singing to The Proclaimers. Just because the Fiero wasn't around anymore it didn't mean they could let their skills get dull.

"...To fall down at your dooooOOOOOOoooooorrrr!" Marshall said, using his finger to map out the pitch in the air. "Man, ( Read more... )

College Roster: Summer Semester I

Atkins, Amber
Halliwell, Chris
Mizuno, Ami
Montague, Romeo
Ned
Next, Friday
Roberts, Summer
Scott, Lucas
Winchester, Sam