Monday, June 06, 2005

Imagine If Gollum Was Your Professor!


Tricksy studentses. Hates them, precious, yessss, we hates them. Studentses, grubbing for gradeses, grubbing and ssscraping and ssneaking, and their heads ssso empty----ssssssso empty, gollum, gollum. No brains. No scrumptiously crunchable brainses, no precious, jusst air and dussst. Dussst!

Hates them. Sssstupid sstudentses, don't even read the textbook, no preciouss. They writes, and writes, and sscrawls and scribbles--our eyes, precious, we must ruin our poor eyeses their scratchings--but they don't think, do they precious? They never thinkssss. Gollum. No, no thinking for them, sstupid studentses. Too good for thinking, gollum. But we'll show them, preciouss, yess.

Fail them. Fail them, precious. We can bleed bright red ink all over their nasssssty homeworks, yesss, precious. We can fail the studentses. Make them cry. Make them weep and wail and sssob. Yesss.

Ssssstudentss. Filthy, sstinking, ssstupid studentssss. We hatess them, we hates them forever!

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