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Oct 14, 2007 16:27

*In the middle of camp, there is a teacher's desk. Standing on the teacher's desk is a baby in a business suit. Next to the desk and baby, there is a small mountain of loose-leaf work sheet papers, notebooks and textbooks in absolutely no particular order. None-the-less, if you have a student who attends school on any world, or possibly even once attended school or maybe SHOULD HAVE ATTENDED SCHOOL you will find their homework for however long they've been in camp in this pile. Somewhere.

Ciaossu, campers.

I'm your new substitute counselor, Reboyama.

I hope you all had a good vacation, but that's over now. You've all been slacking off here at camp, and your grades are dropping. Some of you will probably be expelled. Luckily, I brought your homework with me. If you do it by the end of the week maybe you will still have a future when you leave this place. In order to not shame your generation, work as if you were to die.

If you need them, there are extra number 2 pencils on my desk.
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