Communication: Week 3 (Thursday, P5)

[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

Silent Bob hustled into the classroom, looking over his shoulder as if afraid he was being followed, and quickly shut the door. He relaxed a little bit and waved at the students cheerfully before starting to write on his ever-beloved whiteboard.

VERBAL - INSU

Unfortunately, that was all he got to write when the door came crashing open and a very irate hetero-lifemate was standing there.

"What the fuck, fatass? There is no fucking way you're pussying out on letting me fuck with your little class. What, you fucking thought I wouldn't find you?"

Bob sighed and buried his face in one hand before turning back to the board and finishing his thought.

LTS.
Effective way of making displeasure known.

He turned back to the class and flicked his hand in a few gestures meant to indicate that they should pair up and try to make the other person cry.

[[OCD coming up. Uh, profanity warning? Do I even have to warn people? Warning: Jay.]]

Comments

Re: Insult each other

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"At least we don't have the stench of untold generations on us," he said with a drawl. "If you're fine living with the animals then go off and form your own animal little group or something and leave the rest of us alone. We don't have to put up with your kind."

Re: Insult each other

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"We shall start a revolution against you tyrants and your bigotry," she sniffed. "Teaching your children to hate us simply because you fear what you don't understand. Potato-knees are perfectly natural and you crazy Clean-Knees fanaticists will have your comeuppance."

Re: Insult each other

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"It's better to die fighting than live with potato knees," he declared.