Fuck Yeah Science - Monday - Period 1

[badassprodigy]

Class today... was in a normal classroom. Except for the fact that there were tiny bowls of bite sized candy throughout the room. Standing at the front of the classroom was Barry who was scribbling out incomprehensible formulas on the chalkboard. At the top of the chalkboard were the words in big bold letters:

WHY THIS ISLAND IS BULLSHIT:

"Fucking candy corn," Barry began the lecture. "Does not fucking all down from the sky like rain. There were no airplanes or fucking helicopters hovering over the fucking island and there's no fucking scientific reason why fucking candy corn should rain from the sky. Also? It is mathematically impossible for cats to fucking show up everywhere in adorable fucking hats. Also unlikely is that fucking bowls of candy just fucking shows up in every fucking room and mathematically impossible that I fucking eat a piece of black fucking licorice every fucking time."

Barry never did deal well with advent events.

"So. Here's the thing. Give me one fucking sound scientific reason for any of these fucking things occuring on this island? I will give you an "A" and pay for your fucking college tuition."

He paused for a moment to add:

"And telling me it's fucking magic doesn't count."

Yeah. Barry was in a mood.

Comments

Lecture

[badassprodigy]

How many times did Barry drop the "F" bomb?

Re: Lecture

[howareyanow]

Wayne, who had his own Very Strong Feelings about this kind of tom fuckery about the island, was squinting hard at the chalkboard, trying to make heads or tails of the formulas written there, and he'd be willing to give Mr. Ween the benefit of a doubt, but a lot of it looked like just as much nonsense as about anything else.