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I have a nose to pick with you

March 16, 2004
Today is an unexpected and unwelcome half day of school. You either have school or you don�t, but don�t give me this half action. Nothing gets done; it�s a total waste.

I found myself at one point in the day giving a speech that Bart Simpson�s teacher (I can�t spell her name) gives on one of the episodes. Class, you�re only encouraging Bart to act that way when you laugh at him. We waste everyone�s time when we have to stop to deal with what he is doing. You�re only hurting your own education.

I also have a bone to pick with Louis Pasteur as my milk, which had a sell date of today, was orange.

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