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fandomhigh2014-07-18 11:09 am
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Seven Habits of Why Are You People Here Anyway, Friday
Today the class met in an actual classroom, with stations set up. It was almost like they had real teachers! Almost.
(Or it was like Cheryl hadn't felt like being outside with a bunch of kids, again. Either way.)
"I can't believe you guys keep showing up," she commented as the students filed in. "Don't you kids have anything better to do? Like, seriously, when I was in high school, I did everything I could to avoid going to class. I almost got expelled for truancy a couple times!"
Okay, Cheryl, not everyone is a railroad heiress who can just donate a new wing to her fancy Manhattan private school to get out of trouble. And also some people care about grades, or something.
“It’s summer,” Pam whined, in case the students were not aware of that crucial fact. “Isn’t it illegal to have class in the summer, anyway? We shouldn’t have to be here. You guys should just cut next week, I’m serious. Just don’t even show up.”
Pam, not everyone was a freeloader who could sponge off the aforementioned railroad heiress. Just saying.
"So, whatever, you guys are a bunch of nerds and none of you are ever going to get laid while still in high school, is what we're saying," Cheryl told them, shaking her head. "I mean, just go ahead and accept that. But that's not what we're working on today. Today, we're working on Habit Number Three, which is 'Put first things first.' Well, that's stupid."
Cheryl looked over at Pam, wrinkling her nose. "That's some 'oh, it's always in the last place you look!'-type bullshit, isn't it? Of course first things go first. That's what makes them first, duh."
“If it wasn’t in the last place you looked, you would’ve quit looking by then,” Pam said. “This book is so stupid. First they said, hey, start at the end, now it’s start at the beginning. Don’t forget to start in the middle, too! Fuck up the timeline like you’re in a Quentin Tarantino movie, and make sure your time machine lets you do everything at once!”
Pam waved towards the stations. “So we’re gonna make you alphabetize some shit we found around the house. So help me, if any of you steal any of my pot, I’m gonna go apeshit on you.”
Pam, maybe it’d be a good idea not to bring illegal drugs in to class in the first place?
Cheryl raised an eyebrow. "If any of you fuck with my Clozaril, I really will go apeshit."
Because, you know, antipsychotics.
Have fun, kids!
(... Text in the comments is totally gonna be NSFW. Consider yourself warned.)
(Or it was like Cheryl hadn't felt like being outside with a bunch of kids, again. Either way.)
"I can't believe you guys keep showing up," she commented as the students filed in. "Don't you kids have anything better to do? Like, seriously, when I was in high school, I did everything I could to avoid going to class. I almost got expelled for truancy a couple times!"
Okay, Cheryl, not everyone is a railroad heiress who can just donate a new wing to her fancy Manhattan private school to get out of trouble. And also some people care about grades, or something.
“It’s summer,” Pam whined, in case the students were not aware of that crucial fact. “Isn’t it illegal to have class in the summer, anyway? We shouldn’t have to be here. You guys should just cut next week, I’m serious. Just don’t even show up.”
Pam, not everyone was a freeloader who could sponge off the aforementioned railroad heiress. Just saying.
"So, whatever, you guys are a bunch of nerds and none of you are ever going to get laid while still in high school, is what we're saying," Cheryl told them, shaking her head. "I mean, just go ahead and accept that. But that's not what we're working on today. Today, we're working on Habit Number Three, which is 'Put first things first.' Well, that's stupid."
Cheryl looked over at Pam, wrinkling her nose. "That's some 'oh, it's always in the last place you look!'-type bullshit, isn't it? Of course first things go first. That's what makes them first, duh."
“If it wasn’t in the last place you looked, you would’ve quit looking by then,” Pam said. “This book is so stupid. First they said, hey, start at the end, now it’s start at the beginning. Don’t forget to start in the middle, too! Fuck up the timeline like you’re in a Quentin Tarantino movie, and make sure your time machine lets you do everything at once!”
Pam waved towards the stations. “So we’re gonna make you alphabetize some shit we found around the house. So help me, if any of you steal any of my pot, I’m gonna go apeshit on you.”
Pam, maybe it’d be a good idea not to bring illegal drugs in to class in the first place?
Cheryl raised an eyebrow. "If any of you fuck with my Clozaril, I really will go apeshit."
Because, you know, antipsychotics.
Have fun, kids!
(... Text in the comments is totally gonna be NSFW. Consider yourself warned.)
Station #2: Pam and Cheryl's Joint Stash of Cock Porn [7-18]
Anyway, have fun with the following titles:
Chasing the Big Cocks #2
Super Size Meat
Dirty Horny Orgies
MILFs Like It Big #17
King Dong
Juicy White Anal Booty
Lex Likes 'Em Thick
Monsters of Cock #43
Fuck My Ass Mandingo
My Stepbrother Has a Huge Black Cock #2
Hose Monster #5
John Holmes Collection Box
Double Time - 4 Pack
Gangbanged #4
All That Ass the Orgy #5
Bi-Curious George
Or feel free to mod your own, because lol, there's way more where these came from. Really.
Just be thankful it's just the discs and not the hugely obscene boxes with the hugely obscene cover art, okay?
Re: Station #2: Pam and Cheryl's Joint Stash of Cock Porn [7-18]
Oh.
Ohhhh.
Ohmigosh.
These were not CDs. Not even a little. She was just going to set down the discs and scurry away to the next table.
Re: Station #2: Pam and Cheryl's Joint Stash of Cock Porn [7-18]
...Almost all of them. Oh, well.