Same disclaimer as previous chapter.
"Be the sniper, not the sniped." - Michael F.
"Who wouldn't want to do it on the Empire State Building while Godzilla and King Kong battle to the death?!" - Ryan
"You just got hit by floppy cheese!" - Sarah
"I'll get in the hole."
"Call it a trench, it sounds manlier."
"My god she has big lips." -Me
"Shhh, Ashleigh, she's black." - Caleigh
"Have you ever been hit in the head with a wet weenie?" - Sarah
"It's not like you can lose your students, just your friends…" - Mr. Hazlett, psychology teacher
"You smell like man…and chocolate. That's a good smell." - Me
"She's very gassy. Like Jupiter." - Sarah
"He's like a Snapple. You hate the flavor, but you learn something in the end."
"You Facebooked me?" -Me
"No. I googled you." - Ben
"This was created by some Asian to get back at us for Vietnam!" (About polyester shirts) - Mrs. Kies, Vietnam War teacher.
"Always feed your husband before giving him bad news." - Mrs. Kies
"What if a chick kicked you there or punched you or something? That's some dismay in the vajayjay. Game ovaries."