Okay, so Dalton had walked in with a pair of cheap sunglasses and googly eye, he then asked for tape and taped the eyes to the glasses...and holy shit. He made everyone, even Mr. B crack up, we were all freaking laughing.
Mr. B: *looks at Dalton* You have your father's eyes.
Dalton: *slowly gets a drink* He doesn't have eyes.
Dalton: *to mr.b* My eyes are up here!
Dalton: *pulls the strings of his hoodie tight*
*everyone laughs again*
Mr.B: Okay Dalton, class need to start, hand the glasses over.
Dalton: No.
Mr.B: Dalton.
(they continue to go back and forth)
Mr. B: *tries to take the glasses off Daltons face*
Dalton: You do not have my consent!
Mr. B: *gives the look©* Dalton.
Dalton: fine.
Mr.B: *takes the glasses, opens a window, and sets them on the sill, closes the window and locks it* *continues on with lesson as if he hadnt been chasing Dalton around his table for 15 minutes*
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Psychology Class
HumorOkay, so this is a collection of things my psychology class does/talks about... They don't necessarily stay on track a lot. Italics are A/n's or my thoughts.
