
Somehow I envision this kid's notebook to be full of artwork of Eddie ripping his teacher to pieces.
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This pulls at some serious heart strings. Had a similar situation back in the day -- with a fuckin' hippie teacher, no less -- and I reckon it's safe to say Ricky has learned more -- and will remember more -- about world history than any drool sucker who's shlepped through Mr. Bradley's class in a long time.
On a side note: saw a highschooler yesterday in camo-pants and an Iron Maiden t-shirt and the usual feeling of dread that overcomes me when encountering "kids these days" was soooo redeemed.
Posted by: pampelonne | March 16, 2005 at 04:31 PM
Nice one, Brian. link to the home page and check out "choose your own NYC" adventure. it's priceless.
-W
Posted by: Volunteer Wendy | March 18, 2005 at 05:14 PM