Ice: Oh sweet Jesus. Blame South Park for this. And Near is Jewish.
Original Concept © Trey Parker and Matt Stone
Characters © Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata
Don't read this if you don't like bad language.
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It was a fine, bright day in the Wammy House. Watari…for some reason was being a Math teacher. And L…also for some odd, explicit reason…was in the class with Mello, Near, and Matt.
"Okay class, we're going to start out with some Math problems today. Now, who knows what five times two is?" Watari, or better known as Mr. Wammy, asked.
No answer.
"Come on class, there are no stupid answers; just stupid people." Someone raised their hand.
"Yes Clyde?"
"Twelve?"
"Okay, now from someone who's not a complete retard." Near raised his hand, and Mello glowered emo-ly.
"I think I know the answer Mr. Wammy!" Mello rolled his eyes.
"Meh meh meh meh meh meh meh!" He replied mockingly, moving his hands up in a girlish fashion.
"Shut up fat boy!" Near yelled back at him.
"'AY! Don't call me fat you fucking Jew!" Watari gasped.
"Mello! Did you just say the F-word?" Mello's face twisted into confusion.
"…Jew?"
"No, he's talking about fuck. You can't say fuck in school Mello." L said calmly, biting his fingernail.
"Ryuzaki!"
"Why the fuck not?"
"Mello!"
"Fuck." Matt said, shrugging as he took a long drag.
"Matt!"
"What's the big deal?" Mello asked, looking mischievous. "It's not like we're hurting anything. Fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck."
"How would you like to see the principal!?"
"How would you like to suck my balls?!" Mello said, as everyone else in the classroom gasped.
"-Le Gasp- WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Watari's face was bright red.
"I'm sorry Mr. Wammy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I said," Mello took out a megaphone. "How would you like, to suck my balls, Mr. Wammy?" Watari was utterly speechless. Matt laughed incessantly.
"Holy shit, dude."
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Ice: Yeah, I'm fucked in the head. XD
Oh well.
R&R and such. Knowledge is power, whatever.