You Have Homework, by Dickfart

On this the day Sid killed principal Warts, he was sentenced to five weeks detention and more homework than you can possibly imagine.

"Homework?" said Sid. "HOMEWORK?"

He pulled at his stringy hair, danced on his booty toes, and shrieked as loud as he could to whatever gods or goddesses would save him.

"PLEASE! NO MORE HOMEWORK! I'LL DO ANYTHING! AN! Y! THING! WAH HA HA HA! I'M SORRY!"

And the homework just kept getting bigger and bigger. Building into more! And more! Math! History! Science! English! Sex ed!

"lol sex," said Sid.