I have a great one for this QOTW
but I don't feel I can post it just yet. Gaz me if you want to hear it, and I'll send it that way. It's on a par with Stalker Boy and Limpetgirl (actually, it's probably fair to say this is what would happen if Stalker Boy and Limpetgirl mated).

Anyway, I'll come up with another one, quick.

I think I have to go back to the dark days of school for this: my history teacher, who I have mentioned in previous QOTWs was the subject of a stupid number of moony diary entries during my teenage years that still make me cringe now, had a classroom filled with plants of various sizes and shapes and degrees of get-in-your-face-while-you're-trying-to-do-your-courseworkness.

One day I finished a little early and was entrusted with the task of going to get some water for these plants. I squeed inwardly at the thought of helping (we shall call him Mr T, for that was his name) out. So I go to get some water for his babies in their special watering can, which means going to the nearest tap on the other side of the site. I come back, and, having dipped a finger in the pot, he tells me it's too cold for them. "Uh, isn't rainwater cold, sir?"

Oh, never mind. I'd like to say I gave up on him there, but sadly it was not to be.

EDIT: Whoa, I've never had so many Gazzes!
( Maladicta, Tue 29 May 2007, 18:47, Reply)