>Be me, be sitting in Principal Luna's office, AGAIN. Earlier today I was busy pawning off tangelos to dim witted children, hoping to make some quick scratch so I could get a jawbreaker.
>and now here I am again. But this time, this time is different. I remember exactly how it happened too.
>Professor Magnet was complaining how I was making classroom disruptions. I tried to explain to him that it wasn't me, however the disruptions continued to happen
>It got so bad that he did an effeminate faint in front of the class, and so here I am, sitting on this bench.
>All because of this invisible ding dong duck that keeps on blowing raspberries.
>I look over to the bulky meathead next to me.
>"So man, what are you in for?"
>He turns his bulky muscle neck to me and grunts out what could be described as language.
>"I BEAT THE SNOT OUT OF A GUY. FOR FARTING!"
>"VICE PRINCIPAL LUNA!"
>"THE SOUND OF IT, JUST MAKES ME SO ANGRY!"
>I begin slamming on her door like a maniac children screaming her name.
>She opens the door, "Mr Anon, is it? Please step in."
>You take a walk in as she sits behind her desk and motions you to sit.
>You sit down. *Plbbt*
>She raises her eyebrow at you
>You raise your finger to say something. *Plbbt*
>"I uh..." *plbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtttttttttt*
>"You see...."* plbt*
>"ENOUGH!" You rip off your clothes and stand on her desk, "LOOK AT ME BODY, HOW AM I POOTING? MY BUNS AREN'T EVEN MOVING AT ALL! LOOK AT ME BODY LOOK AT ME BODY!"
>She begins writing a note, She gets up from behind her desk,hands you the note and pushes you out here door, slamming it behind you.
>I look at the note.
>"Detention forever."
>"Crap." *pbblt*
>The meathead beats the snot out of me.