"Ms. Murphy is such a pain, man."
"We just had a test a week ago.
Now we gotta take another one tommorrow. This sucks!"
"And it counts for 80 percent of our grade."
"Well we better study our butts off."
"Well we came to the right place, the ever so quiet library."
"Ok, enough talking, lets study!"
"All right."
"Uh oh"
"Oh no! Fatty McGee is coming.
Well never get any studying done with him in the library."
"Oh god, hes taking the stairs!
That means hes going to be way out of breath!"
"Oh no, hes going to sit with us."
"Hey fellas, studying for the big test?"
"Uh, yes Fatty, we were."
"Great! Ill join ya."
"Hey Fatty, why dont you go to the bathroom till you catch your breath?"
"No, no, Im catching it!"
"Ok, ok Fatty, but try to keep the wheezing level down, were trying to concentrate."
"Sure, no problem."
"Oh man."
"This test counts for eighty percent of our grade, you know."
"Yes Fatty, we know, we just said that."
"Fatty! Please keep it down!"
"Is he sleeping!?"
"No, its his deviated sceptum.
Seriously Fatty, keep the breathing down."
"Ahh geez Fatty, whats wrong with you!?"
"Im trying."
"Fatty, you know whats going to happen!
Stop breathing so heavy! Please we gotta study!"
"Oh no, that ones going to do it!"
"Fatty, the fire department thinks the fire alarm went off again!"
"Im sorry!"
"Fire! Man the building!"
"Sorry Fireman Ray, its not the fire alarm."
"Fatty McGee, is that you again!?"
"Yes." "Sorry."
"Didnt we tell you not to take the stairs anymore!?"
"But I like the stairs!"
"Why!?"
"Theyre fun!"
"Oh Fatty McGee, youre the fattest!"
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