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Today the classroom was divided into two areas.

In one area there was a tranquil zen garden. With pillows. A fountain. A little sandpit with rocks and a a wooden rake to smooth or make marks in the sand. And several boxes of Twinkies.

On the other side of the room was a minivan. And some crowbars.

"So I'm guessing that some of you have had a bad weekend," Columbus said with a sympathetic look at his students. "Or at least you know someone who might have had a bad weekend. Either way, I thought we'd switch the schedule of classes a bit. So today instead of you having to run and fight zombies, I'd thought we'd focus on rule number thirty two."

As usual, Columbus pulled out his remote. As usual the block letters appeared behind him.

"Sometimes, even in the worst of circumstances, it's best to make sure you enjoy the little things in life. Because when you do? The rest of it doesn't seem so bad. So today, you have the option of either sitting down and enjoying a small zen little area or-"

Columbus picked up a crowbar and threw it through the windshield of the minivan.

"-taking your frustrations out on a minivan. Enjoy.

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Seifer Almasy

No limbering up today. Unless you want to stretch out before demolishing the car.

It just seemed wrong to start class without limbering up! And Butters actually really did like that part, so maybe he was doing a little stretching and jogging in place before things got started.

Let's face it, demolishing a car could be a whole lot of fun, and Butters was the type who channeled up a lot of antsy, bouncy energy when it came to things like this and he had to handle it somehow.

Bash up the car or Enjoy the Zen Twinkies. The Danger Shop has thoughtfully provided sound proofing between the two areas.

Even after his volatile weekend, Bod felt no lingering pull to be aggressive now. So, he chose to enjoy the Zen Twinkies. Spending some time in a nice, quiet area with this thoughts just appealed to him more than smashing a car.

Tara wasn't really into smashing things, so she'd eat a couple twinkies and chill for the class period.

Full with the energy of the prospect of consequence-free violence (which he usually had to witness other people doing), Butters bounced from foot to foot, eying the van, eying the Twinkie Room. He couldn't choose just one! Did he have to choose just one? Maybe he could have his Twinkies and then cheer the other people on? Or have his Twinkies an then beat up the car....if he had to just choose one, he wanted Twinkies; Twinkies were delicious and he could still have fun watching other people beat up the car, and...

Butters grabbed a handful of Twinkies from the soundproof area and hurried back to the car with them clutched in his hand. "Get the car!" he encouraged everyone else so he could eat first, demolish later. "Get it!"

Hank actually tried to both go sit in the garden AND bash up the car at the same time -- his weekend had been particularly rough on the little gray cells, after all. He managed to spin awkwardly in a circle and then fall over, and decided to just lay there for a while.

Seifer was going to try out the zen garden. Mostly because he was worried if he went for the minivan, he would just end up blowing it up.

He's here. And he has extra Twinkies for those who have had especially bad weekends.

Enjoy the week off. Next week we are back to Zombies.

Tuesday: Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse

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