My big sister, Suzan (as in “YOU’RE CRUIZIN’ FOR A BRUISIN’…”), is a school teacher. She teaches Jr. Highschool/ Middleschool in a major metropolitan educational system. She teaches special ed for the emotionally disturbed kids. They’re not retarded, just dumbasses and goofballs. Most of them seem nice enough, for 12-16 year olds (some get left back a bit) but then I get to hear stories!!!
And I LOVE STORIES!!!
It is semi-important to note that Suzan is obviously gay. She wears a pride earing… has a pride tattoo on her forarm… has a pride-flag-sticker on her laptop… AND she’s the brick house that the Commodores were singing about.
So when one of the students got all mad at her, probably because he was being a dumbass and she called him on it, and told her the #1 12 year old comeback… SUCK MY DICK, she got a little offended.
So she goes out into the hallway, calls down the hall to the principal: “Mrs. Magillicutty!!!! David Walters just told me to SUCK HIS DICK!!! Do I HAFTA!?”, walks back into the room, looks David square in the eye and says “Mrs. Magillicutty says I don’t HAFTA!”, gives a “Bronx Cheer” and goes back to work.
The next day another student was acting up. David Walters turns around, pail as a ghost and says “DUDE! NO! STOP!!! Mrs Suzan will get mad and EMBARASS you!”
I can’t wait to be a teacher!
