National Teacher's Day

I would like to thank all those teachers who helped in any way shape me into t3h BAXOJAYZ that I am today.

But there are certain cunts I would like to bitch out:

Mr. Siegal: fukkew you condescending prick.

Miss Fuchs: Go to hell you nasty, dried-out, old-maid.

Mrs. L. R. Smith: You filthy, dirty, old bitch. You took out you anger for my cousins on me. A second grader. Is that fair? You nearly scarred me for life with your torture and hatred. You are a terrible person. If you are still alive, I can only hope it's in suffering.

Dr. Vega: puta estupida. How's my Spanish now? Oh yeah, I did get over 90 in your class you rude shithead. Busting my balls for no reason.

Mr. Sussman: You are the world's biggest douschebag. You are a nasty, rude, and hurtful liar. For whatever reason you didn't like me, that's fine, but you came up with some bogus excuse to exclude me from the Physics Regents after I put up with a year of your bullshit. You looked like Pee Wee Herman in big white clown shoes and a fish tie and Bela Lugosi's head. I hope someone takes one of your beloved bowling balls and throws it through your windshield. Scumbag.