Special Edna K Bart in big trouble from a prank, xeroxing his butt and putting the photocopies in the bibles at church is transferred as punishment to a remedial school. Oscar's old remedial school. Elsewhere Edna fed up with being blown off by yet more romantic days out with Skinner by his mother decides to sell dietary breakfast cereal that some people worship as a god.
Plot
The couch gag is the Simpsons being fried in a flash fryer and a giant pouring salt on them.
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The episode starts in fourth grade where Mrs Krabappel's class. She is assigning homework. A paper on World War I.
"Class over the holidays you will be writing a five page essay on World War I." said Mrs Krabappel.
Everyone except Martin groaned.
"World war I? Was that the one with Hitler or the one with Merlin?" Bart asked.
"You idiot! Merlin was in Vietnam!" said Nelsom.
Hugo sighed and rolled his eyes as he read a book.
"Mrs K? Instead of an Essay, can I do a dance?" Milhouse asked and did the body pop dance. Body popping basically.
Mrs Krabappel sprayed him with a fire extinguisher covering him in foam.
"No." said Mrs Krabappel.
Martin was being annoying. "Oh! Can I type mine up! It will be easier to read!" said Martin. Boy with shades, without his shades today glared at Martin.
"Sure why not. In fact why don't you all type it up..." said Mrs Krabappel. The fourth graders all glared at Martin.
Despite wearing his underwear on his head and being badly beaten up Martin would not shut up.
"Can it be ten pages minimum?" said Martin. Boy with Shades was even more annoyed at him.
"Sure! Ha! I was only gonna ask for five!" said Mrs Krabappel laughing. "Martin?"
He had vanished leaving only his underwear. Boy with shades was astonished at whatever happened to him and Nelson was dusting his hands by an open window. It's clear he threw Martin out the window.
"He's gone now. But you gotta admire his spirit!" said Nelson.
Hugo winced and looked worried. "They kill nerds here?!"
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Then Mrs K went to Skinner's office. She clearly had a date with him.
"I'm ready for our day of apple picking Seymour..." she said seductively.
Why do I get the impression I just copied my beginning to Burns, Baby Burns?
"Oh about that. Mother got her necktie caught in a zipper. I have a lot of boo boos to kiss." said Skinner. "So I bought some apples from the store.
"Seymour it wasn't about the apples..." Edna sighed.
"Then why did you insist we go apple picking?" Skinner asked her.
Edna made a frustrated groan. "Seymour I am tired of taking second fiddle to your mother! You're such a mommas boy!" said Edna.
"I am not!" Skinner replied annoyed.
Edna zapped him with her wand. Turning him into a floating baby with his grown up head. "Now you are!"
Baby Skinner immediately soiled his diaper with a splat as it sagged visibly full of poop. "Hey! You made me do a poopy!" He whined.
Yes I did a Fairly Odd Parents reference.
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At home Bart was trying to focus and do his paper.
"World War I... World War I... WWI... that's a start! Now to watch some wrestling!" said Bart making a note before deciding to watch the wrestling.
"And Uncle Sam has impaled Osama Bin Rotten with the flag of he United States!" said the announcer.
"Woooooo! Go Uncle Sam! Kill that terrorist bastard!" Oscar cheered.
"Oz! Language!" Bart scolded him.
"And here comes the secretary of hate... Colin Kapow!" said the announcer. It was a cage match so very little rules basically. Ie other wrestlers could join in when they wanted.
"And now he is dropping sanctions! By which I mean anvils!" said the announcer as Colin dropped anvils on Osama.
"I need to order some anvils from ACME." said Quiffy using the lounge phone and dishing a number.
Bart grimaced.
A day later Bart was trying to do his paper without being distracted or procrastinating. He wanted for some odd reason to start his algebra homework.
"Hmmmm Algebra looks strangely fun... no! No more distractions!" Bart told himself.
Suddenly a strong wind blew his papers about. Bart looked out his window to see a black hawk helicopter hovering. Milhouse was in there.
"Bart want to ride in my uncle's black hawk helicopter?" Milhouse asked.
"Gee I'd love to Milhouse! But I have to get started on my paper!" said Bart.
"This is your only chance! My uncle might be court martialed for this!" said Milhouse but Bart was already sat next to him in the helicopter.
"Black hawk down!" Bart cheered.
The helicopter flew about town.
"Oz you do not know what you're missing!" Bart called Oscar. "Wait, why do I hear helicopter blades spinning on your end?"
"I'm flying in Budgie the helicopter!" yelled Oscar flying in Budgie the helicopter apparently.
Bart face palmed. Mortified by Oscar's babyish enjoyment of baby cartoons.
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Bart then went to the library to focus. "Okay, time to study. Focus! Focus!"
He was in the World War I section trying to find some books to study with when he was distracted by a man with a photocopier.
"Oh, why did I buy a hundred photocopies when I only needed one?! Oh well someone will use up the other 99! And they'll get them for free!" said the man taking his photocopy.
Bart was tempted. "Ooooooh! Prank or study? Prank or study?" He was very tempted. "Oooooh! Help me God! What should I do? Give me a sign." God pulled down his shorts and underwear because God is a paedo apparently.
Bart ran off into the photocopier room laughing madly and made photocopies of his butt!
That church day. Saturday or Sunday. Reverend Lovejoy asked everyone to open their bibles to a certain page.
"Everyone turn to page 259 of the good book." However when he saw the photocopy of Bart's butt he screamed.
Everyone else screamed when they saw Bart's butt.
Bart laughed evilly.
"My Eyes!" Oscar screamed.
"Time for the eye soap, boys!" said Ned spraying soap in Rod a and Todd's eyes.
"Aaaaaaaagh! The burning is love!" Rod cried in agony from his eyes burning. Ned sprayed himself too.
Bart continued laughing only to be found out. He was in deep trouble..
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After church in Lovejoy's office Marge and Homer were mortified and ashamed of Bart's prank.
"Marge, this falls beyond me keeping Bart for an hour after church to do chores! I expect a serious sanction is in order." said Lovejoy.
"I concur! My mother screamed at the horrid sight of Bart's posterior and nearly had a coronary!" said Skinner. "I recommend Bart be transferred to a remedial school!"
Marge and Homer gasped.
"Remedial?" Homer asked.
"A special ed school Dad." said Lisa.
"No! Please, Homer! I'll be surrounded by arsonists and kids with mittens attached to their jackets!" Bart whined.
"The nearest remedial school is Shaftesbury Remedial Tech for late bloomers." said Skinner.
"That's my old school!" said Oscar.
"Then you'll be an excellent guide to help Bart fit in then Oscar." said Skinner.
"What makes you think I'll be going back there as well?" said Oscar.
"I've already pulled some strings with Super Intendant Chalmers. It's just to keep you away during a school inspection." said Skinner.
"Oooooh you!" Oscar shook his fist angrily.
"Then it's settled! Bart can go to the freak school!" said Homer.
"Don't call it that!" Oscar shouted. "Disabled people are not freaks! They deserve just as much respect as everyone else!"
"Sheesh chew a breath mint once in a while!" said Homer as Oscar was very in his face. Literally.
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At home Bart's parents were making the arrangements for Monday to transfer him over to Oscar's old remedial school.
"But my history essay!" Bart began.
"You can still hand that in after school!" said Homer.
"Uh, Homer... Shaftesbury is a boarding school..." said Oscar. Pupils lived there over night.
"Um we'll think of something." said Homer.
"Mom please!" Bart whined.
"I'm sorry, Bart but this is for your own good." said Marge.
"Hey Marge. See if we can get the thing attending that nut house too!" Homer whispered loudly.
"It's not a nut house! Stop insulting the disabled and enfeebled!" Oscar yelled. "And his name is Hugo!"
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That Monday, Oscar and Bart were dropped off at Shaftesbury. Oscar guided Bart around warning him of certain pupils and teachers.
"That kid is Canadian. I have no idea why he's here. But he does talk like he's a bit dim." said Oscar pointing out a Canadian kid. "That girl fell off a slide at some other school and ended up here when she regained consciousness. That's all she remembers so don't ask." Oscar continues. "That kid's an arsonist so watch out! That boy in the green sweater slaps people." A boy in a green sweater slapped a kid that looked like Sumo from the Clarence cartoon. A bald headed severely handicapped kid. Well he looks handicapped.
"That kid that looks like Mikey from Recess? He's a bully." said Oscar. Mikey from Recess was giving smaller kids wedgies.
"Hi Oz." said a kid with very high functioning disability to the point you wouldn't notice he had a syndrome of some kind.
"Hi Sean." said Oscar to the kid. "He's one of my only friends here." said Oscar.
"I see." said Bart. He flinched when he heard a kid screaming and head butting a wall.
"You get used to that eventually." said Oscar.
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Meanwhile Mrs Krabappel became a model for the special K cereal just because that was the pun in the episode name...
However she was concerned by some people in jogging suits worshipping the breakfast cereal like it was a god.
"All hail the almighty K! All hail the mighty K!" They chanted while praying to a box of Special K.
Edna sighed.
Back at Shaftesbury Oscar warned Bart about the teachers. "That teacher sleeps all the time. That one is on the verge of a nervous break down. The lady teacher of this class already left because I gave her a nervous breakdown!" said Oscar proud he drove a teacher to a nervous wreck.
"You must be so proud Oz..." said Bart a bit conflicted. His evil side was proud of Oscar but his good side was ashamed and felt sorry for the teacher.
"Watch out for Ms Betsy. The really fat loud one. She's mean!" said Oscar. "And very hard to crack/drive away..." he seemed annoyed by this fact.
"I'll say she's wider than a bus!" Bart quipped.
They both laughed.
"No laughing in the corridor!" The fat teacher shouted very loudly.
"Watch yourself as she puts kids in the chokey." said Oscar. Bart rolled his eyes at Oscar making references.
"That teacher is an alcoholic... and, er...the teacher here died. I, errr...sort of murdered her..." Oscar flinched waiting for Bart to shout at him.
"Oz!" Bart yelled. Then he calmed down. "I'm not gonna yell at you."
"You're not?" Oscar asked.
"Nope. I'm just going to be really unhelpful by repeatedly saying "I won't help a murderer like you!" Every time you try to talk to me. Like that hypocrite Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars the Phantom Menace game on the PSone." said Bart.
"You can't be serious!" Oscar whined.
"I won't help a murderer like you! I won't help a murderer like you! I won't help a murderer like you!" Bart repeated ad nauseum.
"Okay! Enough already! That is extremely annoying!" Oscar shouted at him.
"No shouting in the corridors!" The fat teacher shouted. Oh the irony...
Oscar made a face at Bart. Sticking his tongue out to be precise.
Plot 2
Mrs K perturbed by health and fitness freaks worshipping the special K cereal went home to watch Day time TV and eat tubs of ice cream in her apartment.
Then after class while Hugo and Martin were finishing up with some extracurricular studying, Skinner blew her off/cancelled at the last minute a trip to the cinema because of his mother again. Edna was frustrated he seemed to care for his mother more than her.
Unlike canon, Bart wasn't around to offer her a sympathy date to the cinema. I'm sure that's illegal somewhere or just plain creepy... Especially since he's Woodrow...
Meanwhile at Shaftesbury, Bart and Oscar are in class. How ever class amounted to Ms Betsy failing to control the class and shouted at everyone and Oscar sitting in the book corner to read.
"Oz are you suppose to be reading in there..." Bart asked.
"Probably not. But at least I'm learning something." said Oscar. Reading is a learning skill.
"We're supposed to be doing these math cards." said Bart.
"Done all of them. I've aced every one. They're meant for 1st Graders." said Oscar.
"I don't care, Oscar! Sit down now and do the maths cards again!" The teacher yelled.
Oscar sulked and headed to his desk. "Kallae kistnaaaaaee... Sabayoooo yeah!"
"Oscar! No gibberish!" Ms Betsy yelled.
After third grade recess, that's Oscar and a Bart's year had to waste lesson times when they could be learning, babysitting the kindergarteners. Most of who were still wearing diapers.
Bart groaned because one kindergartener's diaper was stinking out the class room.
Another kindergartener had a habit of spitting at Oscar. Another who was very big for his age kept beating him up and then a small angry kindergartener kept clawing at his face.
"This place is a nightmare!" How do you stay sane?" Bart asked him.
"I don't! Now I hope you show a little understanding when I snap and take out all my rage on someone." said Oscar.
"Fine. But what you did was unjustified still Oz..." said Bart.
"Yeah whatever. Anyway today's a good day because I'm not partnered up with the spitting kid, the kid who beats me up despite being half my age and the kid who claws my face."
"Who have you got then?" Bart asked.
"The cute shy one in the stinky diaper." said Oscar.
"You find that cute..." Bart rolled his eyes.
"Yes he's adorable! He looks like a little baby running about in his diaper..." Oscar cooed.
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Oscar was babysitting his charge, and changing his diaper when a a small black kindergartener ran in saying "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" It must have been a verbal tic of his autism or something he had.
Oscar laughed hysterically.
"Oh this is is the kid I was telling you about Bart! He's hilarious!" said Oscar. "He just yells Eeeeeeeeee! All the time! Watch! Alistair say Eeeee!"
The black kid said "Eeeeeeee!"
Oscar laughed.
"Oscar that's not funny! What about your thing with dolphins and soccer balls with pentagons on them?" Bart argued.
"Oh cool it! That is hilarious! Alister say Eeeeeee!" said an older kid.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Alister said elongating the letter E.
After lunch in which Bart was still mad at Oscar. Then a kid in their year but another class stripped off naked and ran about naked.
"Coooool! A streaker!" said Oscar.
Bart covered his own eyes disgusted by the nudity.
Then a kid kept going on about the birdy boiler scene in Disney's the Lion King. Then another was going on about Tamagotchis and another about the BFG animated film.
"Hey Derrick! Do not touch my pickles!" Oscar told off a disabled kid for trying to take one of his pickles.
Anyway after lunch was film club instead of a lesson. They were writing storyboards for films. Oscar just wrote the entire story of Star Wars a new Hope. So the teacher asked him to write something else. So he wrote a sickly cute cartoon film about tamagotchis.
Then he regressed back to one of his previous designs.
Bart watched as Oscar and his creator, moi. Stood side by side and regressed in age or art style. Yours truly took the form of a second grader with a pudding bowl hair cut of very dark brown almost black hair with missing teeth wearing a cute school sweater. While Oscar from his huge over grown spiky hairdo held up with green goggles and wearing a blue sweater with green triangles with brown shorts look, went to. His summer look of slightly more sensible spiked hair wearing a blue T shirt of a basketball team labelled Osaka 69. Then to the look where he looked like Li Shaoran from Cardcaptors, before finally settling on a look that Bart could only describe as looking like a male version of Shelly Marsh from South Park.
Oscar now had very long hair drooping over his face like he had just been swimming. A perpetual scowl on his face constantly angry and tamagotchis and other virtual pet keychains in his hair.
"Uh Oz, won't those virtual pets pull on your dreads?" Bart asked.
"Bart these are not dreads, I just have very long hair right now. And no they won't." said Oscar.
Meanwhile Oscar's creator squealed at chicks, baby chickens as he drew baby chicks.
Bart sweat dropped.
"Yeah the only cool kid right now apart from you is Sean. He's writing an action movie ala Arnold Schwarzenegger style with guns and blood! But as a twist it's about his mom shopping." said retro Oscar.
Bart read Sean's storyboard. It was titled "Mommy terminator. Aka my Mom at the shops." There were gory pictures of Sean's Mom who somehow resembles Ms Crabtree from South Park, gunning people down in a super market and quipping Arnold Schwarzenegger style one lines.
"Can I shoot you? Course you can!" said while working a dying victim like a puppet and shooting them in the head.
"Over my dead body!" said at the end. While observing the carnage she caused.
"Hasta la vista, baby!" She said while shooting people and blood gushing everywhere.
"Beam me up Scotty!" While firing a huge blaster laser cannon.
"Ugh! That is even more disgusting than the carnage I caused enacting my vengeance on Try and Save when I stole that video game..." Bart sighed.
"I think it's awesome!" said Oscar.
"Beam me up Scotty!" Sean yelled slightly obsessed with cool action phrases.
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At dinner because Marge asked for Bart and Oscar to be day students they went home. They discussed at dinner how school was.
"Terrible! We didn't learn anything! The teachers have us babysit the kindergarteners, or do first grade maths cards or I just read in the corner." said Bart.
"Bart's telling the truth. That's what we did all day. Changed diapers, did math cards meant for first graders or read..." said Oscar.
"Well what did you read today Oscar?" asked Lisa fascinated.
"This book on cartoon dinosaurs. It has quicksand and tar pit scenes in it..." Oscar explained being aroused by his quicksand and slime fetish.
"Okay..." Lisa rolled her eyes.
Hugo grimaced unnerved by Oscar.
However Marge was furious that Oscar's school wasn't teaching him and Bart anything.
"Oh really? I will be having words with that school!" Marge raised her voice.
"What if they don't listen? They always lie and say they do teach me, but first grade maths below my counting level when I really need the help on reading clocks and long division isn't learning! And neither is arts and crafts, as fun as it is..." said Oscar.
"Hmmmmmmmm! I'll see what I can do but you better be telling me the truth Oscar." said Marge.
"He is mom. We wasted a whole day babysitting, writing movie story boards and goofing off." said Bart.
...
The next day was swimming lessons in the morning. Oscar couldn't swim properly so he wore water wings, despite the teachers coaxing him otherwise.
"Do not push me, Ms Betsy... I got rid of Ms Clarice... I can get rid of you as well..." Oscar warned ominously out of earshot as Bart was at the deep end of the pool swimming.
Oscar swam in his water wings, mortifying Bart.
"Oz, learn to swim..." Bart groaned.
Then after recess, they watched an educational fun tv program with orange, green and, purple people, magic yellow crystals and a dragon.
Oscar got extremely aroused because a character fell in a quagmire of quicksand.
"Ho baby! Yeah!" Oscar was aroused.
"Oz! That's disgusting! That scene is freaky, not sexy!" Bart told him off.
"Mmmmmm! That's some sexy quicksand!"
Bart rolled his eyes.
Then was arts and crafts. Their only actual lesson other than swimming.
Bart started a paint fight. Throwing paint at each other.
The art teacher was too busy drinking.
Then because the teacher who was supposed to be teaching them was dead, because Oscar murdered her some time ago. They goofed off and Oscar played educational games on the computers.
Bart looked up porn...
Then one afternoon third grade went to story lesson. Reading basically.
"Wait Bart. There's something about this classroom."
"It's haunted?" Bart asked.
"No. Bart, see that folder of audiobooks and tapes." said Bart as they sat down in class.
"Yep." said Bart bluntly.
"It's like Jumanji. Especially the Grogre the ogre volumes. If you play the audiobooks you go to that world." said Oscar.
Well that book certainly started my slime obsession along with Disney's slime obsession.
"Cooool!" said Bart.
"Not really. You want to go in a world of man eating ogres? Because I can take you right now!" said Oscar.
"I'm gonna read it because it is awesome!" said Sean.
"Rapunzel, let down your hair! Gahahaha!" A boy was doing his best impression of a wicked old witch. He was awesome at it.
"No, Sean!" Oscar warned, but it was too late. They were transported into the story like in Jumanji. Sucked in.
Oscar found they were in Grogre's realm. He warned everyone to stick close and keep quiet in cause they encountered an ogre.
"What happens if we do?" Bart gulped.
"We run. For our lives..." said Oscar.
...
They were luckily no ogres were about.
"Is there a big friendly ogre?" said Bart making a silly BFG reference.
"Yes. And although he's friendly. He's not big. He's a runt of an ogre. He says it's because he's vegetarian."
"Oh great he's Lisa! Is he an insufferable bookworm too?" Bart groaned.
"Yep! He's the only smart ogre. Since they're known for being pretty dumb." said Oscar.
Bart sighed.
"Unfortunately he lives with the other ogres..." sId Oscar.
Luckily they infiltrated George's cave while avoiding the other man eating ogres. Including George's mom and Dad.
"Hi Grow." said Oscar. The young ogre was flustered and tried to get him to leave.
"Are you nuts?! What are you doing here?! Don't you know you're in Ogre town! Big mean ogres! Eat you and make clubs with your bones!" Grogre used ogre speech to make his point.
"Sean read the magic book again..." Oscar sighed.
"I see..." the young Ogre replied.
Bart looked about the ogre's cave, it was lined with bookshelves full of books. Then he looked at the young ogre. To go with him being smart, Which was odd for an ogre, he was small and scrawny. Being barely taller than the human kids in his cave.
The small ogre was also not very ugly like an ogre would be. Okay he had an underbite from his fangs in his lower jaw sticking out over his lips. He had a button nose and two tiny horns on his head. But he wasn't that ugly.
"What are you lot even doing here anyway?" said the ogre. "I am trying to study here."
"Oh sorry, we'll leave you in peace." said Oscar.
"No wait! It's not safe! There's ogres outside!" said the young ogre. "Actually I could use the break. I'm hungry."
Oscar gulped.
But the ogre wasn't interested in eating him. He went to a barrel and plucked from it a snozzcumber.
"Eeeeeugh! These taste slimy and sickable!" Grorge groaned.
"Why don't you eat something else then?" Bart asked.
"I'm a vegetarian so I won't eat human beans. And Snozzcumbers are the only thing that grow here in Ogre land..." said Grorge.
"I could, if I could get back to Springfield get your some carrots and vegetables." said Oscar.
"Certainly not! I is not going about snitching things!" said Grorge in bad grammar.
Plot 3
"Hi Lisa, how was school?" Marge greeted her daughter.
"Alright. Better without Bart starting food fights at lunch or shouting out in assembly." said Lisa.
"Um I'm supposed to be heavily involved in the plot of this adventure..." said Hugo.
"Yes Monster face but I am far more interested in those fitness freaks in jogging bottoms and tops praying to a box of Special K cereal outside our house." said Homer.
Outside the Simpson house there were people in tracksuits very serious about exercising who were praying to a box of Special K.
"All hail Special K! All hail Special K! All hail Special K!" They chanted while praying.
Lenny was praying to the Special K cereal too.
"Hugo you must have done something exciting at school." said Marge.
"Well I turned Richard into a mutant with my transmutation ray gun..." said Hugo.
"Oh Hugo..." Marge groaned annoyed at him.
At Oscar's remedial school the class had a dumb Canadian. "They think I'm slow eh?"
And a pyromaniac. "I burn things!" said the pyromaniac.
Bart grimaced. There were also kids with mittens tied to their coats. So they couldn't lose them.
The teacher had them watch a film again.
It was about Rainer Wolfcastle at the Grand Canyon talking about holes and filling them.
"I really hope he mentions the book Holes." said Sean.
Bart hushed him.
Then Rainer had company. That white American pit bull dog that harassed Bart in the Buck McCoy episode. (The second one in my fanon...) was there.
"Ah who's a good boy! You are, my hund!" Rainer stroked the dog.
"Ay carumba! That's the dog that attacked me!" Bart squeaked.
"Oh heavens!" said Oscar being British and drinking tea.
Bart winced.
The Canadian kid who also sets fire to things slapped Bart. Bart flinched.
"Warren!" The teacher told him off.
...
Meanwhile Edna got up to her usual lonel bachelorette lifestyle. Going to Apu's to buy things.
"One can of soup for one..." she sighed. "A six pack of cat food. A bag of kibble..."
"May I interact you in a scratch card?" Apu asked.
"Sure. My luck has to improve today..." said Edna buying a scratch card.
"Liberty bell, Liberty bell... Oh my goodness! Three Liberty bells! Whoopie!" Edna cheered. "I can´t believe it! This, after I accidentally showed the R-rated Romeo and Juliet. I thought that nipple would haunt me forever!"
Hugo who was buying candy and snacks shivered in disgust. "Eeeeeeugh..."
"Congratulations Mrs Krabappel!" said Apu.
At remedial school.
Warren the pyromaniac kept slapping Bart.
"Warren!" The teacher told him off.
At recess.
"Um, Oz..." said Bart.
"Yeah?" Oscar replied.
"There are a lot of kids wearing diapers here." Bart winced.
"Yeah it's a remedial school..." said Oscar.
"Fuck titty cunt!" A kid swore.
"Oh no..." Oscar groaned. "It's Jeffy..."
There was a kid wearing a yellow shirt and a helmet. He had a pencil shoved up his nose and was cross eyed. He was wearing a diaper over his shorts.
"Jeffy... wear your diaper under your shorts..." Oscar groaned.
"But it will get dirty!"
"It's supposed to get dirty! It's for containing your poop until one of the teachers changes you! Are you just soiling your shorts?!" Oscar explained.
"Poopy." said Jeffy.
"Oh great. Now I need to go to the nurse and have my diaper changed..." Oscar sighed exasperated.
Bart winced.
...
At Springfield Elementary.
Lisa was being bullied by the rich bitch dead ferret girl. Because Oscar wasn't around a the moment.
"Oh hey loooooooser!" Also dead ferret girl hangs out with Jessica Lovejoy and Donna.
Lisa sighed.
"Okay I had to take a bus here." Oscar arrived with his red guitar. He strummed it and sang Pink's Just like a pill.
Oscar sang putting angry and aggressive emphasis on "She's being a little bitch!"
Rich Bitch girl sighed.
"Why do you have forks taped to the back of your hands?" Lisa asked Oscar.
"I'm Wolverine now!" said Oscar dramatically.
Lisa winced.
"Okay..."