Middle School: The Worst Years of My Life Page #4

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as the father of this school.

And there's nothing I wouldn't

do to protect a child.

Do you follow me?

Sure. Yeah. You think the

students are your children.

What? No.

The students aren't my children.

The school is my child.

And you attacked my child today.

You punched it in the face.

What kind of a person punches

a child in the face?

That was a very important

assembly, and you ruined it.

I know. I'm sorry.

Honestly, I was just doodling.

Listen, man, I am totally

into creativity.

I really dig it.

I'm a hip cat from way back.

You better believe it.

But it doesn't belong in school.

Art should be

locked up in a museum

where old people can enjoy it

or children on field trips.

We get to go on field trips

to art museums?

God, no. No. That's a

complete waste of time.

We're not doing that.

All right! Rule number 26.

Read it out loud, please.

"Rule 26.

"Any written material deemed

"inappropriate

or offensive will be

"confiscated and destroyed"?

And destroyed.

Very good.

You're a good reader.

Gus, bring your bucket in here, please.

The yellow bucket.

This is a bucket full of acid

that will completely

dissolve your notebook.

It's probably not

a great idea to keep

a bucket full of acid

in a middle school,

but if you can think

of a better way

to dissolve notebooks,

I'm all ears.

Why are you still here?

Mmm.

All right!

Goodbye, offensive

and inappropriate material.

Wait, hold on.

Look, please,

I've had that book forever.

And, I mean, I worked so hard

on all those drawings.

Well, maybe if you had

worked that hard

on something worthwhile instead,

like, for instance,

your school work,

we wouldn't be here right now.

Please, you don't understand.

These drawings

mean everything to me.

Really?

Well...

In that case...

Rules are rules.

You guys are doomed.

Bye-bye.

This super stinks.

Tech support.

Here we go.

Tech support.

Peace out!

It was an honor serving

with you, sir.

I'm sorry I used your toothbrush

to pick out my nose.

Yeah, me too.

What?

Tech support.

Your new principal sucks!

Don't forget to draw me

on the other side, Rafe!

Dude!

Hey, man. I don't wanna

talk about it, all right?

Hey, you, uh...

You ever open

that thing I got you?

Ah...

I'm sorry, I forgot.

No worries, man.

You've been busy. Just...

I just think it might be

a good time, you know?

Might cheer you up.

It's whatever, though.

Doesn't matter.

You want a ride?

You're funny.

No, not with that Dufus.

All right, well,

I'm out of here.

Good luck.

Hop in! You know I can't

come to a complete stop.

Let's go!

Hurry up!

Let's go. Come on.

Bear, why'd you get a stick if

you don't know how to drive it?

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