I walked into class this morning, feeling fine, until my teacher says: "Sorry, I was sick all weekend. Nothing serious, just vomiting and diarrhea." He thinks he's funny. For some reason, I was furious. I went to the restroom just to wash my hands and fumed for the rest of the class. You might think I'm being too hard on him. I'm not. He's the kind of teacher that talks about the human centipede, torture by potato peeler, and how glad he is that his grandmother is dead.



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