Spanish
Teacher: Hola, clase.
BZ: Say what?
QB: Doofus.
BZ: Shut up.
M: Cool it guys.
Teacher: I'm taking role. Queen Beth?
QB: Here.
Teacher: Marie?
M: Here, for the most part.
Teacher: Sara, Aly.
A&S: Here.
Teacher: Now, which one of you guys is El Bzethio?
BZ: I am and I'm a girl.
Teacher: Excuse me, but "el" is masculen. Your name should be La
Bzethia.
BZ: No fucking way, I will NOT sound prissy!
QB: It's okay, you can call her La Bzethia.
Teacher: Super idea.
BZ: No way, butt plug!
***
Teacher: Now find your twin.
QB: Okay, Aly, "la comida china."
A: Sorry, don't have it.
QB: Marie, "la comida china?"
M: Si, yo tengo.
QB: "Me gusta montar en bicicleta?"
M: Yo tengo este mas o menos.
Teacher: Muy bien, Marìa. (Marie's Spanish name)
M: Muchas gracias, señora. Y, ahora?
QB: "Las chicas en mi clase estan embarrazadas." What the HELL?!
M: Si... Yo tengo este, pero no se porque lo dice...
QB: You're my twin, let's sit down.
M: Muy bien, chica.
D: Amit, "Los chicos en mi clase estan studs." I am just plain,
full-out, gonzo confused and embarrassed at having this on my card.
Am: Yes, I can see why. (starts laughing)
A: Why the laughter, dear friend Amit?
Am: What Dhani has on his card.
A: Oh, dear Lord and Lady.
D: "Los chicos en mi clase estan studs."
A: Oh, dear Lord and Lady.
S: How would you get something like THAT on your card?
QB: Can't be worse than what Marie and I got on our cards. "Las chicas
en mi clase estan embarrazadas." Can you say, "someone really messed
up on these cards"?
D: "Someone really messed up on these cards."
QB: That's a good boy. Treats for you tonight.
Teacher: Clase, no tenemos tiempo para mas. Adìos para hoy.
BZ: Thank whatever god I believe in, and I'm not sure I even believe in
any!
(everone laughs)
S: Bzethio, you are so cheap.
BZ: Of course I am-wait a minute...
QB: Everyone, gather round. Not you two. (Talking to the guys)
Am&D: Awwwww!
(The girls gather into a huddle and begin to whisper)
QB: Let's attack Bzethio-Kristi, Sara, you get her from the right side.
Aly and I will get her from the left. Marie, all you have to do is
sweet-talk her. We all know how much you hate violence.
M: Huh, yeah. I mean, last time I passed out from all the excitement.
A: Wimp.
S: Sissy.
M: Uh!
K: Be nice, you two.
S: We were just kidding.
A: Let's attack now.
(Girls advance from either side. Marie starts talking sweetly to
Bzethio, who obviously suspects something but is too stupid to realize that
the girls have already taken her by the arms and have started dragging
her to the nearest open locker. They shove her in and lock the door.
When she realizes what has happened, she is so pissed she tries to
blast the door down, but it is her unfortunate extreme bad luck that the
door has been shut with Royal-All-Purpose-Super-Super-Sticky-Glue)
BZ: (Insert vast amount of expletives here) I will get you soon
enough, Queen Beth. And then you will regret double-crossing ME. I am El
Bzethio, HEAR ME ROAR my somewhat pathetic little roar but at least it's
a ROAR!!!!
QB: Shut it, Bzethio.
S: Famous last words of El Bzethio the Pathetic Lioness of Our Time.
(Sarcastically) Wow, aren't we lucky to be seven hundred feet away?
M: On with the lessons, Señora. Oh, y tienes una camiseta muy bonita
hoy.
Teacher: Oh, gracìas. Me gusta tus pantalones.
M: Oh how sweet.
THE END
Teacher: Hola, clase.
BZ: Say what?
QB: Doofus.
BZ: Shut up.
M: Cool it guys.
Teacher: I'm taking role. Queen Beth?
QB: Here.
Teacher: Marie?
M: Here, for the most part.
Teacher: Sara, Aly.
A&S: Here.
Teacher: Now, which one of you guys is El Bzethio?
BZ: I am and I'm a girl.
Teacher: Excuse me, but "el" is masculen. Your name should be La
Bzethia.
BZ: No fucking way, I will NOT sound prissy!
QB: It's okay, you can call her La Bzethia.
Teacher: Super idea.
BZ: No way, butt plug!
***
Teacher: Now find your twin.
QB: Okay, Aly, "la comida china."
A: Sorry, don't have it.
QB: Marie, "la comida china?"
M: Si, yo tengo.
QB: "Me gusta montar en bicicleta?"
M: Yo tengo este mas o menos.
Teacher: Muy bien, Marìa. (Marie's Spanish name)
M: Muchas gracias, señora. Y, ahora?
QB: "Las chicas en mi clase estan embarrazadas." What the HELL?!
M: Si... Yo tengo este, pero no se porque lo dice...
QB: You're my twin, let's sit down.
M: Muy bien, chica.
D: Amit, "Los chicos en mi clase estan studs." I am just plain,
full-out, gonzo confused and embarrassed at having this on my card.
Am: Yes, I can see why. (starts laughing)
A: Why the laughter, dear friend Amit?
Am: What Dhani has on his card.
A: Oh, dear Lord and Lady.
D: "Los chicos en mi clase estan studs."
A: Oh, dear Lord and Lady.
S: How would you get something like THAT on your card?
QB: Can't be worse than what Marie and I got on our cards. "Las chicas
en mi clase estan embarrazadas." Can you say, "someone really messed
up on these cards"?
D: "Someone really messed up on these cards."
QB: That's a good boy. Treats for you tonight.
Teacher: Clase, no tenemos tiempo para mas. Adìos para hoy.
BZ: Thank whatever god I believe in, and I'm not sure I even believe in
any!
(everone laughs)
S: Bzethio, you are so cheap.
BZ: Of course I am-wait a minute...
QB: Everyone, gather round. Not you two. (Talking to the guys)
Am&D: Awwwww!
(The girls gather into a huddle and begin to whisper)
QB: Let's attack Bzethio-Kristi, Sara, you get her from the right side.
Aly and I will get her from the left. Marie, all you have to do is
sweet-talk her. We all know how much you hate violence.
M: Huh, yeah. I mean, last time I passed out from all the excitement.
A: Wimp.
S: Sissy.
M: Uh!
K: Be nice, you two.
S: We were just kidding.
A: Let's attack now.
(Girls advance from either side. Marie starts talking sweetly to
Bzethio, who obviously suspects something but is too stupid to realize that
the girls have already taken her by the arms and have started dragging
her to the nearest open locker. They shove her in and lock the door.
When she realizes what has happened, she is so pissed she tries to
blast the door down, but it is her unfortunate extreme bad luck that the
door has been shut with Royal-All-Purpose-Super-Super-Sticky-Glue)
BZ: (Insert vast amount of expletives here) I will get you soon
enough, Queen Beth. And then you will regret double-crossing ME. I am El
Bzethio, HEAR ME ROAR my somewhat pathetic little roar but at least it's
a ROAR!!!!
QB: Shut it, Bzethio.
S: Famous last words of El Bzethio the Pathetic Lioness of Our Time.
(Sarcastically) Wow, aren't we lucky to be seven hundred feet away?
M: On with the lessons, Señora. Oh, y tienes una camiseta muy bonita
hoy.
Teacher: Oh, gracìas. Me gusta tus pantalones.
M: Oh how sweet.
THE END