It was Bring your parents to school day as the students watch their kids learn in math.
Teacher: Ok children, lets start the day with a few math problems. *writes on the chalk board* What is 5x2?
The class was silent
Teacher: C'mon children don't be shy. Just give it your best shot.
Ivy: *raised his paw*
Teacher: *noticed* Yes Ivy?
Ivy: 12?
Teacher: Ok, now let's try to get an answer from someone who's not a complete retard.
The class was silent again
Teacher: *impatient* Anyone? C'mon, don't be shy.
Verika: *raised her hand* I think I know the answer, Mr. Garrison.
Monro: *mocks her*
Verika: *glares at him* Shut up, emo!
Monro: *angry* Oi, don't call me emo, you f*cking punk!
Teacher: *widens his eyes* Monro, did you just say the F word?
Monro: *confused* "Punk"?
Verika: No, he's talking about f*ck. You can't say f*ck in school, you f*cking moron!
Veruka: Verika!
Monro: Why the f*ck not?!
Monro's mom: Monro!
Nathan: Dude, you just said f*ck again!
Napoleon: Nathan!
Marco: *confused* F*ck?
Matthew: *sweated nervously* Marco!
Verika: What's the big deal? It doesn't hurt anybody. F*ck f*ckity f*ck f*ck f*ck.
Teacher: *angry* How would you like to go see the school counselor?!
Monro: How would you like to s**k my b***s?
The classmates gasped
Teacher: *more angry* What did you say!?
Monro: *apologized* I'm sorry I'm sorry. Actually, what I said was *takes out a microphone* How would you like to s**k my b***s, Mr. Garrison?
The teacher was completely pissed off at the kids yelling swear words
Marco: *shocked* Holy sh*t dude.
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Random Doom Pokémon Rp
FanfictionThis is a Random Doom about talking pokemons. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check in Deviantart and search up random doom. I love to read their comics and I was very sad the author finished it. I wanted that author to make a next gen of...
