my first day of school
i remember my first day of school. not ever, i can’t remember that far back but my first day of school now. actually, i really can’t remember that either. but i remember my most recent day of school. had some lectures. a little lunch break action. some histology lab. yup. pretty cool. the thing about school is that there are so many different kinds of it cuz the word is so broad. basically, all you have to do is teach someone and it can be considered school. like marge teaching bart geography in the garage is school. allen iverson crossing over and causing jamal crawford to tumble down on his behind is schooling the opponent. a bunch of fish swimming and teaching each other is a school of fish. a fat man wearing shorts who plays the guitar and hijacks a classroom is a school of rock. if you want to tell someone something they don’t know, you can prepare them by saying, school is in session. if you want your bratty children to listen to you, you can yell, let me school you! if you want your boss to show you how to do something, you can ask him to school you. if you want your favorite nfl star’s autograph, you can see when visiting hours are at the penitentiary. school is fun, alright. kids, teachers, blackboards, desks, construction paper, and snack time. All this hype is made about recess, people forget about snack time. let’s not do that, okay? snack time was nice. it was very nice. any idiot can run around a playground screaming, it takes nice people to enjoy some nice time together. snack time was nice.
