Dealing With Stupid People [Monday, May 14, 2nd period]

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Josh was obviously uncomfortable with the whole "being outside" thing as he perched on a picnic bench and smiled at the students as they assembled.

"Okay, one of the most annoying things you will encounter in your life will be other people," he began, rolling his eyes. "Most of us -- in my universe, anyway, some of you might have other experiences -- can't kill them by using our brains, so we have to come up with different coping methods. We'll get to the more advanced techniques -- sarcasm, the strategic use of an eye roll -- later, but today we'll start out with something that gives you a lot of chance to practice before you send out the final product."

He pulled out a sheaf of papers and dropped it onto the table. "Writing back to stupid people!" he said triumphantly. "In this exercise you need to reply to these obviously deranged letters in a polite way without asking if they've thought to seek professional help for their delusions. There are five different letters so pair up with a partner -- it's better to double check your language against someone else, at least at the beginning -- and write back to these completely insane people."

Josh grinned. "Questions? Problems? I don't really care, but ask anyway."

Sex Ed the GOB Bluth Way, Monday, Period 3

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GOB stood at the main campfire next to a large boom box and what looked amazingly like a wheeled dry erase board under a big white sheet. When everyone had gathered, GOB pushed Play on the boom box, causing "The Final Countdown" to play. With the music going, he introduced himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are about to enter a world of passion, a world of pleasure, a world with pictures of people naked. You're about to have your mind blown and if you pass this class, that's not the only thing that might get blown! Welcome to Sex Ed the GOB Bluth Way. I'll be your instructor, GOB Bluth."

He hit Stop on the boom box. "Today's lesson will be about foreplay. The title?" A blast of smoke went off and GOB pulled the sheet off the board, revealing the title which GOB read aloud, ( Foreplay and Why You Don't Need It. )

[OOC: Syllabus. The main post may be vaguely NSFW due to the topic, discussion in the comments may vary slightly from that initial NSFW declaration. I'm slow during work, so play amongst yourselves and ping me in the OOC thread or Talk to GOB if there's anything urgent. That will be standard operating procedure for this workshop, just so I don't have to say it every week.

Feel free to split into pairs of your own choosing in the given threads and get to work coming up with lists!]

Announcements, Monday morning

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Shortly before first period started, the PA system came to life. "Welcome to the summer semester at Fandom High. This is your new Dean of Students, Drax the Destroyer. The following students should report to my office at some point today: Sabriel and Rikku. My office is in the remains of the school. Don't mind the dust."

"I've also been informed that books are roosting on ledges and clucking. I have no clue what that means."

"Do not get into trouble today, children. You do not want to start the semester on a bad foot."

[OOC: Chicken books! They perch, cluck, and do other chickeny type things. Suggestion from the_merriest and ismyhairout.]

Stabbing People for Fun and Profit: Mercenary Work for Beginners, Monday, Period 4

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Deadpool was practically bouncing with glee over this class. He was being allowed to teach impressionable youths about mercenary work, how great was that?

Once all his students, or at least a few of them showed up because he was getting impatient and wanted to get on with the teaching and the shooting fun times.

"Good morning my little mercs in training. First of all, I'd like to clear up any salacious rumors you may have heard on the radio about myself and Professor Yondaime. Contrary to what Aly may have claimed, there was no quickie Vegas style wedding with a classy Venice backdrop, complete with costumes and a little gondola that brought any bride up the aisle. Because that would just be silly and we all know better than to listen to the radio for what the truth is."

( Seriously, there was no wedding )

[[ooc: Please wait for the OCD is now up!]]