I've decided to start a new quest. It seems that I am forced to put my attempts of ridding the world of garden gnomes on hold. I fear my new mission however will be futile--attempting to silence the stupid, stupid question kid who occupies a seat in my science class. Today, more than ever, I wished I could shove his face closer to the mixture of hydrogen and ammonium chloride that my professor mixed in a Petri dish.
"Don't inhale that!" Dr. Stephens yelled as he pushed stupid, stupid question kid back into his seat.
"Why aren't you supposed to mix hydrogen and ammonium chloride?" asks stupid, stupid question kid.
That's when I felt my hand silently creep towards the back of his neck. I caught myself just before my hand reached the top of his chair.
Why don't you inhale and SEE why we don't mix the two together you oblivious moron!
Fortunately, I didn't think this out loud... unlike the last class period I experienced with him. I'm positive that my malice towards his stupid, stupid questions is quite apparent. I don't hide the fact that I despise his presence. Especially when I am particularly interested in a topic being discussed by the Doctor and stupid, stupid question kid interrupts...
"Force equals mass times acceleration." says Dr. Stephens.
Stupid, stupid question kid doesn't bother waiting to be called on before the words escape his mouth, "So what you're saying is, FORCE equals MASS times ACCELERATION?"
Son of a freaking hairy goat! Where is this idiot from?! Is this class supposed to be my own personal hell?! He keeps tacking on the words, "So what you're saying is..." to the very beginning of the professor's statement!
I am still in my science class and there is but an hour to go...I'm not sure that I'll survive the dense air of stupidity that is creeping towards me from across the aisle. The professor has just brought out a bucket of liquid nitrogen and stupid, stupid question kid is dangerously close to the demo...perhaps the force of gravity will for once be on my side and pull his dumb head into the bucket...If this doesn't happen, I'd gladly settle for him to experience an illness that would keep him from attending class for the next few weeks...
"Don't inhale that!" Dr. Stephens yelled as he pushed stupid, stupid question kid back into his seat.
"Why aren't you supposed to mix hydrogen and ammonium chloride?" asks stupid, stupid question kid.
That's when I felt my hand silently creep towards the back of his neck. I caught myself just before my hand reached the top of his chair.
Why don't you inhale and SEE why we don't mix the two together you oblivious moron!
Fortunately, I didn't think this out loud... unlike the last class period I experienced with him. I'm positive that my malice towards his stupid, stupid questions is quite apparent. I don't hide the fact that I despise his presence. Especially when I am particularly interested in a topic being discussed by the Doctor and stupid, stupid question kid interrupts...
"Force equals mass times acceleration." says Dr. Stephens.
Stupid, stupid question kid doesn't bother waiting to be called on before the words escape his mouth, "So what you're saying is, FORCE equals MASS times ACCELERATION?"
Son of a freaking hairy goat! Where is this idiot from?! Is this class supposed to be my own personal hell?! He keeps tacking on the words, "So what you're saying is..." to the very beginning of the professor's statement!
I am still in my science class and there is but an hour to go...I'm not sure that I'll survive the dense air of stupidity that is creeping towards me from across the aisle. The professor has just brought out a bucket of liquid nitrogen and stupid, stupid question kid is dangerously close to the demo...perhaps the force of gravity will for once be on my side and pull his dumb head into the bucket...If this doesn't happen, I'd gladly settle for him to experience an illness that would keep him from attending class for the next few weeks...
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