breaking bad + circles
All I can say is, if I ever get anal polyps, I’ll know what to name them.
This one time I had this teacher, Mr. Pike. I guess he was like a Marine or something before he got old, he was hard of hearing. My project for his class was to make this um, wooden box, you know like a small… just like a box, to put stuff in. So I wanted to get the thing done as soon as possible, I figured I could cut classes for the rest of the semester, and he couldn’t flunk me as long as I made the thing. So I finished it in a couple of days, it looked- it was pretty lame but it worked, for putting stuff in and whatnot. So I showed it to Mr. Pike for my grade, and he looked at it and said 'Is that the best you can do?' And at first I thought to myself ‘hell yeah bitch, give me a D and shut up so I can go blaze one with my boys’ I don’t know, maybe it was the way he said it but, he wasn’t exactly saying it sucked, he was just asking me honestly 'Is that all you got?'
And for some reason I thought to myself 'Yeah man, I can do better'