You can replace Miss Algebra Trigonometry Hell w/ your own personal enemy of a math teacher. Anyway, this is when Miss Algebra Trigonometry Hell is put in the insane asylum.
Doctor: Do you know your offenses…. Uh, miss Algebra?
M.A.T.H.: It is miss Algebra Trigonometry Hell.
Doctor: Right, Miss Hell. Do you know your offenses?
M.A.T.H.: No, I did nothing wrong.
Doctor: Hmm… interesting because I have a file here of offenses. Harassing ninth graders. Making tenth graders cry. Beating up juniors. Locking seniors in their lockers and best of all, bringing down GPAs around the country.
M.A.T.H.: I plead the fifth.
Doctor: Of course you do. Miss Hell, do you know why you are being instutionalized?
M.A.T.H.: No. I'm dumbfounded.
Doctor: You tried to teach a cop the extended X method and he had slipped in a coma.
Once Miss Algebra Trigonometry Hell gets her sentence down in the crazy house and goes back to work at insert name of your school here.
M.A.T.H.: I don't see the need for this.
Police Officer: Your class puts on influence on the students much like weed only… stronger.
M.A.T.H.: Tell them to toughen up.
Principal: Miss Algebra Trigonometry Hell we are banning you from the school grounds for the safety of the children.
M.A.T.H.: How have I done that?
Police Officer: You have supported suicide thoughts to seniors, jumped sophomores for their notes –
M.A.T.H.: To make them better.
Police Officer: You jumped out of ninth graders lockers! Mocked other teachers! Juniors have either dropped out of school or committed suicide because of you.
M.A.T.H.: Don't blame me for them going to hell.
Police Officer: You're Hell! You have their souls.
M.A.T.H.: Ridiculous.
Principal: It's the truth.
Students on Speaker: Soul Snatcher!
Police Officer cuffs M.A.T.H. and recites her rights.