The schools are not going to last a month before they shut down again......not because of the weak-ass virus or any kind of medical risk, but because of the politically fueled hysteria.
It is almost like none of our medical professionals remember ever attending school. Remember the bullying, the clique-ism, the elite-ism, the fat chick everybody hated, the teacher's pets, the snitches, the truants, the class clowns, the class rebels, the love-birds..........?
Ya. None of that has gone away. The maskers are going to be snitching on the anti-maskers. There are going to be anonymous notes passed around that fat-chick has the plague sniffles. Mommy snitchers will be phoning the principal that fat-chick didn't social distance over the weekend. Truants are going to fake symptoms to skip school. The class clown is going to be fake coughing and clearing his throat non-stop until he drives his teacher bananas. The counter-culture cliques that used to wear their underwear up to their armpits and their pants at their knees in the '80s are going to be doing everything in their power to wear their mask improperly and disobey the dumbass directional arrows. And then the final straw will be when the love-birds get caught making out under the jungle jim. She'll catch the COVID. Some trailer park Dad will beat the living shit out of teenage Romeo. And it will all be over.
The schools are not going to last a month before they shut down again......not because of the weak-ass virus or any kind of medical risk, but because of the politically fueled hysteria.
It is almost like none of our medical professionals remember ever attending school. Remember the bullying, the clique-ism, the elite-ism, the fat chick everybody hated, the teacher's pets, the snitches, the truants, the class clowns, the class rebels, the love-birds..........?
Ya. None of that has gone away. The maskers are going to be snitching on the anti-maskers. There are going to be anonymous notes passed around that fat-chick has the plague sniffles. Mommy snitchers will be phoning the principal that fat-chick didn't social distance over the weekend. Truants are going to fake symptoms to skip school. The class clown is going to be fake coughing and clearing his throat non-stop until he drives his teacher bananas. The counter-culture cliques that used to wear their underwear up to their armpits and their pants at their knees in the '80s are going to be doing everything in their power to wear their mask improperly and disobey the dumbass directional arrows. And then the final straw will be when the love-birds get caught making out under the jungle jim. She'll catch the COVID. Some trailer park Dad will meet the living shit out of teenage Romeo. And it will all be over.