This class has an especially specific devise all the way to help you, wamo, to succeed in a doing so of speaking more of a time under expletives. And, as an added bonus, I may build up my muscles even just a wee little bit more than I do by a regular basis and on days. Begrudge, comma, what does it mean, comma. I had… every idea of lesser brightness but never could the wisest worm have detected a malfunction so great as space brain failure at recognizing the meaning of the easiest word in life. It means to grudge a bee, thank you, next, heterogeneous! So many of you? You don’t know how to say it, much less what it means. Oh well, let’s give it a chance. You there, speak up! What’s it mean? So, you are a seer, you say the truth. There is no way you could have known that a heterogeneous is, in fact, an assistant to a hat making genius so you must be cheating! Eating? No, I said cheating. Of course you’re not eating! Che… che… I… I said cheating, what’s wrong with this guy, does he have a problem or something? Oh, you are literally a buffoon! You all are you know! That’s why you are here! You are all synonymously a bundle of pilfering, repugnant, little frauds. Oh, I see where you’re going with this! You’re callin’ me the fraud now? Well… well… ha! Well ha! Wahawehewoohahewho! Whohahewewohohoohahe! Ya, take that! I know how it feels being at a disadvantage. My grandpa used to, ha ha ya! Break out the ol’ unintelligible trick-o-rama. Until! I mastered the preliminaries myself. Now I use my powers for you, to learn how to talk like me! I know I can be very persuasive. But you have not seen mayhem yet… until you have taken this Twenty Fifth Grade’s Not Too Old For School, History of the Language Arts, Physically Educational, Harder than College Math Class. The long name suites the room. I knew it would. Look at all the long faces! Unless you shrewd meanderers lavishly evolve before the next month of the Mercurian calendar, I suggest you get used to being at the bottom of the food chain in this container. My rules, as you can see, are very reasonable. In fact, I only took the time to bolt them in front of your face to obliterate any misunderstanding. Please don’t smile, thank you, that’s better, next! We will begin our first, and last, twenty four hour class period. As clearly implied by letter three, of word one, in sentence seventeen, of the twentieth paragraph, in chapter four, of book five, in section twelve, of volume thirty nine, and in the rules unmistakably permanently bolted in front of your faces stating My Rules, every day after this will be a twenty eight hour class period instead of twenty four hours. I presumed you were all old enough for the steady study, especially those of you being quite old. Actually, I do believe it is quite fair. Our first, a very interesting activity, will be in a modern sense, grammatically correcting historical text while playing calculus soccer! Lets do it!
  The fundamental key here is not to accumulate nausea! Does everybody comprehend?! No need, I will show you how it’s done. You take this and this, do this, turn around this many times… oh, and don’t forget this. Thank you, thank you. Now, be off, my wild goose eggs! Cabbages?! Cabbages??! Who wants to eat cabbages?! Eggs of goose are what I like that is yummy. By the way. You have all quashed my dreams of a nimble performance. I hope you are ashamed. At this time in your lives, all nine imminently, you should be voraciously racing after never can reach in eternity goals of doom desire!! You are not. You need help. I am not this skilled to raise a mountain where there is no air. We are all in a vacuum, you… here by choice. I do not envy you! You must leave, for I am suffocated by your presence and your weakness! Please … before you depart… hand me that extremely hard compulsory test, and be flamboyant about it for tacos sake! People nowadays just don’t know how to act happy! Come on, gimmie the test, gimmie the test, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie, thanks, I must revive my senses. My very frail teaching career has been lacerated. My flower is withering. Let it be. Faux pas. What does it mean? Tell me, before I become so callous I would not burn in the fires! Hmm… well… you don’t know it. I will tell you, for pa, that’s what it means, yep, uhu… ha! It is a score of over 1000% for me, yaha! Come out my morose little kindling’s! You shall be healed too. Take the test of painstaking refuge! There you are, friends! You shall not be vindicated for hiding, but you will have fun! fun! more fun! So much fun you will not want to have fun! You there, defiantly clad in cabbage, enlighten me! By being persistent! Even when you get to the question that commands of you to take a journey through deserts, rainforests, to depths of oceans, and to tops of mountains! I would be grateful. What a gaudy performance! Look hear! younglings. What a chap, to be finished so soon. So! un! realistic. I hope for the best of you! You have passed the course. So! be! on! your way! To all you other less seemingly skillful summersaulters, I hope I’ve been decisive. It’s reprehensible action to be of such little brain capacity of those who bustle and spar. I’ll be back; I have a cache to attend to. While I’m gone… be pompous. But don’t get haughty, for those who whine be whiners. Those who be whiners get destroyed. Why aren’t I so frugal? To wager my common sense against such animosity. I should just face the facts and adroitly come to the seemingly inevitable conclusion.