Board Thread:Lores/@comment-28677862-20170315163210

>Teaching about mental disorders ironically

>Fats McGee and his ##### three walk in out of the blue, and sits in desks

>"Uh what are you doing"

>##### looks at me

>starts emitting this horrible, screech-gurgle noise

>Mfw

>the noise continues

>Start preparing to evacuate class

>Fats McGee lowers his head

>Vomits all over the ####### desk

>All over the floor

>there are undigested hunks of hotdog floating around in his stomach acid

>the other three ######## that followed Fats McGee start laughing and running around the room

>I go get the #### guard

>the #### guard have gone outside to let the #### flail - I mean play kickball - on the baseball field

>"Uh, there's three of them in my room"

>oh will you bring them up here

>No, come get them

>Lead #### guard to the classroom

>#### guard rounds up Fats McGee and his ###### three

>walks out

>doesn't do anything about the vomit desks

>Have to teach outside all day because of the ####### smell

Part 2

>First year teaching >Be teaching freshmen class in the cafeteria due to the size of the class

>Fats McGee and his ##### three, push past me, go to the vedning machines

>Turn around to ##### them out

>See they're #######

>Fats McGee locks eyes with me

>I am suddenly very, very aware of how large and ape-like he is

>In those eyes I see no desire to inflict conflict

>Fats McGee gets his arm stuck in the veding machine trying to pull chips out

>Fats McGee starts flailing and screaming

>Twist his arm bad

>Simply stare

>#### guard come in, starts trying to free him

>The three ##### starts flailing, crying

>My entire class has stopped to watch the Chaos

>One of the ##### three starts blaming me, in his sputtured tone

>"wut"

>Fats McGee wets himself, lies there in a puddle of urine crying, arm stuck in vending machine

>Firefighters had to come and cut the vending machine to shit him free

>Thus begins the legend of unstoppable ####

>His eyes lock with mine one final time as they lead him away

>I see in thise eyes smoldering rage

>This job is going to suck

Part 3

>Six months after first incident

>Sitting in classroom, working on school stuff (at this point I'm trying to get my masters)

>hear running in hall

>Glance up

>Fats McGee and his ##### three are running down the halls and bursting into classrooms and waving at teachers that actually like them

>Stare as they burst into my classroom

>One waves

>Don't wave back

>"Please go, you're disrupting my classroom"

>#### walks in

>Stares

>I stare back

>Lets out same high-pitched gurgle noise I came to call "The call of the ####"

>Starts trying to take pile of essays I'm grading

>wtf stop

>#### guard walks in

>"Oh there you are"

>"Oh there you"

>"Oh there"

>"Oh"

>This #### guard managed to lose her #####

>Cough slightly

>"What they can't help it"

>"I personally don't agree they can't help it because I have a special ed family member that doesn't act like that. Please leave."

>#### MODE THREE THOUSAND ENGAGED

>I got ####### at

>I go to principal office with #### guard

>"HE GOT ALL UPPITY BECAUSE MY SPECIAL ED ENTERED HIS CLASSROOM HE MUST HATE SPECIAL ED"

>"Why weren't they with you?"

>Dumb #### goes quiet

>She gets fired two weeks later

>mfw 