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DISCLAIMER: What is said here is not meant in any way to offend anyone, or negatively imply anything about these awesome people mentioned below. Whatever is written is meant in the means of comedy and never caused anyone damage. (In Middle School) *History class and the teacher's mom decided to drop by for the day* Mr. F.: I have never cussed in here. Student: Yeah you did, you called me a jackass! Teacher's mom: ERIC!! Mr. F: Aw crap... (facepalms) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (9th grade) *Biology class, learning about natural selection) <btw, this teacher is Vietnamese, just to put emphasis on his tone of v

*****(Like if you cried every time!! :3)***** Written by my friends Kortney (Italics), Mady (Underlined), and me (bold XD). Written EXACTLY as the original; this is just copied onto the internet.    One day a magical banana took a walk. It came across a giant mango. The mango said, "What up, Apple?!" The banana looked confused by the greeting. The banana said to the apple, "USE BETTER GRAMMAR." Then, the banana ran away from the apple and jumped off a bridge. While the banana fell "I believe I can fly" began to play. He flapped his arms but could not fly so he hit the ground with a hard THUD. As his delicious banana insides spilled out in a

Tigers. We can't live without them. They're all around us. We can't stop them. Someday they will come for us. That is because they breed. They have to. To live. Just like us. And if they don't breed, they just die. Like us. All of us. So, if tigers cease to breed, they die. When the tigers die, we will all be alone. Forever. And ever. But not completely. The tigers will still be there. We just won't know it. They will all combine into one gigantic, majestic beast. When that beast rises, it will give way to baby tigers that escape from the tears that pour from the tiger's broken, slightly dead, yet still beating, heart. The baby tigers will wa