Miss Burke:
Zeke, you cannot conduct personal business on school property.
[Zeke sits down on his car]
Zeke:
Well, Miss Burke, we have a problem because I'm sitting on my car and that's my property.
Miss Burke:
Well I've had complaints from several students that you've sold them mind-altering substances. Now do you wanna talk to me about it, or take it up with Principal Drake?
Zeke:
You're too tense, Miss Burke. But I've got just the thing for ya.
Miss Burke:
You know, Zeke, I am the authority figure here, it's time you realized that.
Zeke:
Helps relief from blockage caused by dietary stress: Chocolate flavored laxatives.
Miss Burke:
You know Zeke, if you applied just 5 percent of that intellect to your studies...
Zeke:
Not a chocolate lover, huh?
Miss Burke:
...you could've made up your finals last summer and you wouldn't have had to repeat your senior year.
Zeke:
Not a chocolate lover, huh? How about this: Condoms. Magnum Sized. And they're cherry flavored. C'mon... they're on me.
Miss Burke:
That's so rude.
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