Here are the answers for last week’s,
this week’s,
next week’s,
Crap! I don’t know anymore….
just pick a Friday and pretend that that was it.
So, here we go.
1.) Who was your favorite all time teacher(s)?
—For the life of me I couldn’t remember his name, but he was an older gentleman from England.
I know this is true because he spoke English.
And you know how these English people are, with their spiffy accents,
that even if they are lying to you, they can still be very convincing.
They could tell you that the the Earth is flat, and you would believe them.
Just like when my teacher told me I was stupid,
by golly, he really made me think so.
Funny old chap, that guy is.
2.) What did they teach?
—Statics and Conceptual Physics.
Where he would give us this physics problem based on concept,
where if there would be a car, accelerating from a static point,
with a force speed of 45 Miles per Hour.
And a piece of string, 5 inches in length,
would be hanging from the rear view mirror,
and a metal nut screw, with a weight of 4.25 grams tied to it,
and was displaced from it’s resting point by 30 degrees,
You have to figure out the probability
if the driver of the vehicle can pick you up some food along the way.
Hey! I always get hungry around 2 AM.
3.) What is your best memory from that class?
—Being waken up, because I was snoring.
And the realization that people were laughing at me
not because I was snoring,
but because when I jolted up,
there was a mark of the spiral wire from my notebook, across my face.
Hey, at least I didn’t drool. (I think I hope.)
4.) Did you ever have a crush on a teacher and if so who?
—Oh Man! I so remember her so vividly,
since, this English Teacher of mine, might as well be teaching French.
Because she is “Oui, oui, Tu Est Jolie.”
And for confidentiality reasons, I can’t disclose her name,
since Ms. Gina values her privacy.
5.) What is the craziest/wildest/weirdest thing you (or someone you know) ever did at school?
—In college, we had quite a gap between our classes.
So by the time we attend our night classes, all of us friends, would be sloshed,
shit-faced drunk. And then we would..
wait…
all of us would be…
No wait…
We would…
Okay, I can’t really remember most of it.
I guess since it happened so many times,
there aren’t much brain cells left.
*Sighs*
Well, at least our livers are still fine. (I think I hope.)
