Today in micro people were royally t.o.'d at the teacher and the test she gave us today. Even people who had been doing well bombed and felt she hadn't prepared us at all. So after all that stress we came back to class and she passed out a few things she wanted us to read aloud. The first was a poem about bacteria having a party under a glass slide.
Secondly she had a poster of a hand with cartoon germs on it representing common pathogens that are on your hands if you don't wash. She doesn't really have a sense of humor, so I was trying to keep a straight face. (Besides bathroom humor is so juvinille.) However, telling the hippie kid in the back with the monotone, very sarcastic voice to read:
"Everybody likes me. I cause diarrhea. My name is Shigella."
was just tooo much and I almost lost it.
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