Jhoh Creexul wrote:

(did the Challanger explode on the weekend?)

Fellow ultra-liberal type Jello Biafra claimed that if the Challanger had been successful, there would've been a plan to dump plutonium into earth orbit, where it would eventually fall back to earth.

So the Challanger teacher's head explodes, like a tomato grown in space, splattering her blood and brain all over the walls and her fellow astronauts as they rocket backwards down to earth in a big ball of agonizing fire. The next day, an even bigger disaster happens: when the teacher is bitterly starting the NASA project she promised would happen, it turns out that my brother, who isn't even in her class but instead in the other class that she pools her kids (including me) into, forgot his pencil. All I remember is that he forgot his pencil. Since the teachers always encourage us to speak up and make sure to let them know when we need to do something that we need to do, my brother made the mistake of actually telling the teacher (who wasn't even his teacher, but mine) that he didn't have his pencil. Suddenly, the classroom turned into Nazi Motherfucking Germany. Or even worse, Sand Nazi Iraq (which needs to be destroyed and turned into a radioactive glass parking lot yesterday already).

She flipped the fuck out and screamed YOU CRASHED AND BURNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MISSION FAILED FOR YOU, YOU GET AN INCOMPLETE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU DIED IN EXTREME PAIN LIKE THE STUPID SPACE TEACHER BITCH or some shit like that. The entire classroom grew awkward, Jsoh was dejected and never asked a teacher for anything ever again (neither did I, which later ended up in an incident where I pissed my pants at the school assembly sitting in between my third grade teacher's twin daughters who possibly liked me because they said don't get up from the assembly for any reason ever).

This story could be linked to the thousands of reasons why I refused to do homework for any teacher, ever.