07-08-2008, 04:38 PM
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 Lord Borr's Second Lesson
Lord Borr was livid when he tore the door open to his classroom. The smell of garbage seemed to be sticking to his clothes. He kept muttering things like, "Bloody degenerates" and "filthy vermin" and "no RESPECT" under his breath. His mustache seemed to be alive with all the lip twitching. He pulled his pants up as high as they would go, balled his fists up and started to pace.
His new cane was tapping the floor at a rapid rate as he waited for his class to arrive. |