Uuurgh. Stupid Teachers.
MRS PARKER: The date isn't in the right place. For 5 years I've had to train you like a dog that does tricks.
NICK: I despise being described as a dog.
MRS PARKER: Yeah, well, sometimes, Nick...
NICK'S IMAGINATION: For 5 years I've been trying my hardest to put up with you, like some dried-up and crusty bit of dog poo on the bottom of my shoes that won't come off. Well I'm sick of you! I WANT NEW SHOES!!
Mrs Searson also sucks. She was really grumpy today. And Mrs. Peers is terrifying (being an evil kitchen midget and all).
NICK: Is that much butter for two people or three?
MRS PEERS: (Something unintelligible)
NICK: Sorry?
MRS PEERS: No. Da much fuh too peepol, but same fuh three.
NICK: Okay. Could I have some please?
MRS PEERS: No, no. Nuh in da boll. You need ovah boll lake da wan see? You go back un get boll lake da.
NICK: But our bowl like that already has the flour in it.
MRS PEERS: Wew pud da flour in anadder boll and then come back.
NICK: Okay.
I find it hard to believe that she's Mrs. Peers. I'd be scared s**tless if I was married to her.
Thursday, 8 February 2007
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