Okay, so, I go to a vocational school, and take vocational classes every other school week, and one of the "teachers", who I'll call Mr. Isuckdick, (he's supposedly not a teacher who cares.) Is the most annoying man ever to be brought into this world. He sucks ASS, and has probably one of the WORST attitudes I have ever seen. And he's in his fifties too, how can you be this fucking annoying at fifty? He's also like, really philosophical, which is fine if he didn't make it His whole personality. You say one thing, and he'll make you endure his evil words of philosophical hell, and then judge you for not understanding him. You don't know one super fancy 30 lettered word, he'll tell you to pick up a fucking book. SORRY Mr. Isuckdick that I didn't know the word, mellifluous, off the top of my fucking head, SORRY FOR BEING SOOOOO ILLITERATE!!! I SUCK, YOU'RE AMAZING, WE SHOULD ALL BOW DOWN TO YOU IN SHAME FOR NOT KNOWING SUCH A SIMPLE WORD USED IN THE EVERYDAY HUMAN CONVERSATION, HOW COULD WE BE SO STUPID?!?! AHHHHHHH I WANT HIM DEAD. DEAD DEAD DEAD. 6 FT UNDER, I'LL DANCE ON HIS GRAVE WITH A SMILE ON MY FACE, AND A SHIRT THAT'LL SAY: "I HATE MR. ISUCKDICK." WRITTEN IN HIS DRIED UP HUMAN DECOMPOSING BLOOD. AND HE REALLY THINKS THAT HE'S THE SHIT TOO. YOU'RE FIFTY, ANY AURA THAT YOU HAVE GAINED THROUGHOUT YOUR LIFE IS GONE. HE'S ALSO BALD HE'S THE REASON I HATE BALD PEOPLE NOW. I HOPE HE ROTS IN HELL, I HOPE A BEAR EATS HIM, I PRAY HE GETS MUGGED AND SHOT IN AN ALLEY, I SWEAR IF HE DIES PEACEFULLY IN HIS SLEEP, I WILL REVIVE HIM JUST TO STAB HIM AND MAKE HIS DEATH PAINFUL. I DON'T CARE. FUCK MR. ISUCKDICK, YOU'RE THE REASON WHY THE WORLD SHOULD STOP SPINNING. THANKS FOR READING.
