You can kiss my ass and call me Papa. And while you're at it, you can tell me what you think. Oh, terribly sorry for being so honest to you. I don't mean to sound rude but if you're stepping on my tail and you don't give shit about what you're doing, you can might as well hang your tie and polish your rusty trophy for being the biggest dick head of the school. I don't mind people telling me off but shouting at the top of your voice at something I've done nothing wrong is totally uncalled for. And the best part is, he had the nerve to put the phone down on me. Damn lucky he left the school or I would have shouted at him back in his office. Oh, so now you have an idea of who I'm talking about. Good than. Keep guessing cause you know I won't mention names. If I mention names, I'll get pissed on later. But if you know me well enough, you should know which facilitator I'm talking about. Oh, yet another clue to the mystery. Damn, we are getting somewhere.
That's about it. I have no mood to talk about it any longer..
.: FraN wHo :.
