I am Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, your senior drill instructor. From now on you will speak only when spoken to, and the first and last words out of your filthy sewers will be sir. Do you maggots understand that?
I <3 all the doe-eyed dorky boys in my calc II class.. except for the one that smells like roadkill and whose ass hangs out of his pants every time he sits down.