Maybe if you had put in the bare fucking minimum of an excuse for effort required to engage in a lecture setting, you'd have understood!
[ Oh, he has transcended butthurt. He is BUTTMAD. He is buttstrated. He is just quivering in his untied little space boots from all that rage. ]
But no. No. That's just too much to expect of anyone in this entire goddamn school, isn't it? It would be too much to ask of the universe that someone have the propensity of mind to remember what yesterday's fucking lesson ended on! THIS IS YOUR FAULT, UNIVERSE. YOUR PUNISHMENT AWAITS.
[ He turns around, grabbing a piece of chalk and scribbling rapidly on the board. About halfway in, it switches from roman lettering to hastily scrawled Alternian; when he notices, he just subtitles beneath it. As he writes, he speaks in an increasingly manic, increasingly high-pitched, increasingly furious tone. ]
Alternian Sex Education 101, taught by Professor Midwife. Day 1.
[ He turns around, pointing at Daenarys once again. ]
True or false: human reproduction is identical to troll reproduction. GO.
no subject
[ Oh, he has transcended butthurt. He is BUTTMAD. He is buttstrated. He is just quivering in his untied little space boots from all that rage. ]
But no. No. That's just too much to expect of anyone in this entire goddamn school, isn't it? It would be too much to ask of the universe that someone have the propensity of mind to remember what yesterday's fucking lesson ended on! THIS IS YOUR FAULT, UNIVERSE. YOUR PUNISHMENT AWAITS.
[ He turns around, grabbing a piece of chalk and scribbling rapidly on the board. About halfway in, it switches from roman lettering to hastily scrawled Alternian; when he notices, he just subtitles beneath it. As he writes, he speaks in an increasingly manic, increasingly high-pitched, increasingly furious tone. ]
Alternian Sex Education 101, taught by Professor Midwife. Day 1.
[ He turns around, pointing at Daenarys once again. ]
True or false: human reproduction is identical to troll reproduction. GO.