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...ogged,” advises an apparent luminary from the back of the class. Rivulets of amphibian run-off find their way to the corners of your mouth. You just stand there, unable to move.
“Oh my god!” says Miss Herman, rushing up to you and knocking off your carcass chapeau. “Are you okay?”
She looks even better now than she has in the countless fantasies you’ve had about her since she joined the school for her first teaching assignment. Her limpid eyes… her gorgeous brown hair… her voluminous chest...
You vomit cookie chunks onto on her legs and shoes as the taste of formaldehyde and frog innards overwhelms you. A solitary red M&M sticks to her kneecap. Falling to the floor, you try to apologize but your words are defeated by further retching. You lie there in your own mess, a heaving, twitching failure, unsure what to do now.
Do you…
“Oh my god!” says Miss Herman, rushing up to you and knocking off your carcass chapeau. “Are you okay?”
She looks even better now than she has in the countless fantasies you’ve had about her since she joined the school for her first teaching assignment. Her limpid eyes… her gorgeous brown hair… her voluminous chest...
You vomit cookie chunks onto on her legs and shoes as the taste of formaldehyde and frog innards overwhelms you. A solitary red M&M sticks to her kneecap. Falling to the floor, you try to apologize but your words are defeated by further retching. You lie there in your own mess, a heaving, twitching failure, unsure what to do now.
Do you…
…cry openly? (Seriously, this might be an okay time for it.)
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