"I hate Mr Smith"
said Ian.

"He's such a cunt. Ugly fucker, all he ever does is strut around telling us what to do. Never even fucking demonstrates anything. And he's supposed to be a PE teacher!"

Everybody in the queue for swimming had stopped talking, and were looking just past Ian's head. He continued,

"I hope he gets cancer. Or his dog dies. Or his dog gets AIDs, which he then gets."

Suddenly, Ian experiences a moment of dire realisation;

"He's behind me isn't he"

Ian turned round, and ended up in detention for a solid three weeks. Poor guy, he was only saying what all of us were thinking!
(tarbin tarbis, tarbit, tarbamus, tarbimus, tarbant, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 15:55, Reply)