Scene: At the beginning of my 6th hour class, a notoriously rowdy and disobedient, yet lovable, bunch of teenagers.
Class, listen very closely. Because I’m not going to say this again, and this is something that you need to be very clear on for the rest of the school year.
This is a difficult time of year, and there are some things that I simply will not tolerate for the next three weeks. And there is something that you must, absolutely must, understand.
The class is silent, having received my wrath on numerous occasions.
There is no way the Lakers are gonna make it out of the Western Conference Finals, and if you think a team from the Eastern Conference is gonna win, then you are delusional. That is all.