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fandomhigh2007-08-19 11:15 pm
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Potpourri - Monday 8/19
Buster had once again handwavily told his students to go to the Danger Shop today. He looked extremely amused with himself. He was about to inflict horrible mental torture on these kids and they had no idea. If Buster was the type to laugh evilly he would totally laugh evilly.
"Hahaha-oh jeez" Buster sneezed a few times into his sleeve before continuing to speak. "Heeeeey students. So here we are. The last day of class. It's sort of sad in a scholarly sort of way."
"Today we'll be continuing on our 'life sucks' theme. Are some of you in the Dealing With Stupid People class?" he paused for a moment to see if anyone raised their hands. "Today's activity sort of deals with the same thing."
He tapped his hook against his desk nervously. "People...hmm, how to say this. People are weirdos. Weird weirdos who say and do weirdo things. They most likely think you're the weirdo for thinking that they are a weirdo but in reality you're not the weirdo, they are! I'm completely normal, mother!"
Buster frowned. "You can't avoid weirdos. You run into them at work, in bars, in public restrooms. They're your bosses, your friends and your family. Weirdos are everywhere. But you learn how to deal with them and eventually you like said weirdos. Or if they're your family members you learn how to not stab them all with your hook."
"So today you are going to be talking to some holographic replicas of people I know in real life." said Buster. "Not all of them are weirdos...oh who am I kidding, you all met GOB. Just enter through one of the doors and you'll be in a scenario with one of my family members or friends of the family. Survive a conversation with them without crying or being attacked then you win. At life."
"Alright, saddle up!"
[Availability is shaky until 2:30pm because of school. OCD up! Note: Some of the Bluths aren't as nice and caring as Buster and GOB arehahaha!. So keep in mind I love you all OOCly]
"Hahaha-oh jeez" Buster sneezed a few times into his sleeve before continuing to speak. "Heeeeey students. So here we are. The last day of class. It's sort of sad in a scholarly sort of way."
"Today we'll be continuing on our 'life sucks' theme. Are some of you in the Dealing With Stupid People class?" he paused for a moment to see if anyone raised their hands. "Today's activity sort of deals with the same thing."
He tapped his hook against his desk nervously. "People...hmm, how to say this. People are weirdos. Weird weirdos who say and do weirdo things. They most likely think you're the weirdo for thinking that they are a weirdo but in reality you're not the weirdo, they are! I'm completely normal, mother!"
Buster frowned. "You can't avoid weirdos. You run into them at work, in bars, in public restrooms. They're your bosses, your friends and your family. Weirdos are everywhere. But you learn how to deal with them and eventually you like said weirdos. Or if they're your family members you learn how to not stab them all with your hook."
"So today you are going to be talking to some holographic replicas of people I know in real life." said Buster. "Not all of them are weirdos...oh who am I kidding, you all met GOB. Just enter through one of the doors and you'll be in a scenario with one of my family members or friends of the family. Survive a conversation with them without crying or being attacked then you win. At life."
"Alright, saddle up!"
[Availability is shaky until 2:30pm because of school. OCD up! Note: Some of the Bluths aren't as nice and caring as Buster and GOB are
Re: Enter One Of The Doors
"I'm sorry!"
She reminded him of his mother.