Later Teacher

Last Wednesday, my teacher passed out our research papers and I got a D- . I spent weeks on that thing. With little hope for the rest of the day I was ready to leave the class because of this boring bitch, who called herself a professor. I finally made up my mind to stay from fear she would mark more points of my already ridiculously low grade, when my teacher’s stool broke and she fell flat on her back. She ended up breaking her tailbone and won’t be coming to any more classes for the rest of the semester. So I’m happy.