I link wrote about my aléatoire and creepy class mates in my science class. I wrote down what they a dit today in my notebook today.
Their randomness is the result of the 15 minutes of talking that we get before each class ends.
We're in 2nd hour, so par then we've gotten very bored with our day, crave lunch, have to pee (8D) so we distract ourselfs par saying the most aléatoire things that we can think about until the cloche, bell rings.


Lunneman = The science teacher. He'll be retiring suivant year. toi can definitely tell why.


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James: *Walks in after being gone for weeks*
Lunneman: And where have toi been, young man?
James: South Africa.
Lunneman: ...That's epic.

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Lunneman: Do all of your note taking worksheets, if that's possible.
Mark: That's too much work!
Ty Leah: Yeah, especially for us half-retarded people!
Mark: I like to rub my neck..
Ty leah: Like him!
Lanni: Tye, I think he's plus than just half-retarded.

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*David and Ty Leah are having a snap battle*
Lunneman: Who's that snapping?
*Both David and Ty Leah point to eachother*
Lunneman: Ty Leah, sûr, sans danger seat.
Ty Leah: But, he was snapping, too! Why just me? D:
Lunneman: Because I feel like it.

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Lanni: (Lanni is an ultra MJ fan) *Is handed an MJ notebook* HOLYSHITNOWAI!!!! EEEEEEEE!!!!
*everyone stares*
Lanni: Uhmm.. I'm terribly sorry about the outburst.. Umm.. I get the mental flopsies from my mommy. She used to get up in the middle of the night with a butcher couteau and stab the cuisine cabinets.. and--
Lunneman: Are toi done, yet?
Lanni: >P
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Ty Leah: How old is Lunneman, anyways? He's older than Mr. Brewer, so he has to be in his 70s ou something!
David: I thought he was 62.
Jordyn: Nuu, he's 72.
Mark: I think he's 197! 8D
Alexis: He'd be dead par now, Mark.
Mark: Wouldn't that be a paradise... -w-
Lunneman: I'm 54! >.<