Fuck You
[Mrs. Peacock]
And that class is how you read a book. I hope you all learned something useful today. *phone rings* Oh. Hold on I'm getting a phone call. Yello?
[Principal Mueller]
Aye. Do you got Rylan in your class?
[Mrs. Peacock]
Uh Rylan? Yeah he's in the back. What do you want?
[Principal Mueller]
Ah well his parents are here to pick him up so send him down ALRIGHT!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Right away Principal Mueller. I'll send him right down. *hangs up* Alright Rylan, your parents are here to pick you up, you can go down to the office.
[Rylan]
*huffs and puffs* Fuck you.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Wha..? Rylan! You do not have any right to talk to me that way! Watch your mouth young man! Your parents are here to pick you up, go down to the office!
[Rylan]
*More huffing and puffing* Fuck you. Fuck you.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Stop it Rylan! You don't ever talk to a teacher that way! You have no right to talk to me like that! Go down to the office NOW!
[Rylan]
*More angry noises* Fuck you!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Do you really want me to get Mr. Mueller up here to deal with you? Because he will gladly spank you. And I might get the privilege to do so also. Don't make me do it Rylan.
[Rylan]
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Alright mister! You have crossed the line! I am him to get him up here, and he will spank the fuck out of you!
[Rylan]
Yes. Finally.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Wait? What?
[Rylan]
I-I mean FUCK YOU!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Oh that tears it alright!
*Phone ringing*
[Principal Mueller]
Ah, Mrs. Peacock, what would you like to discuss?
[Mrs. Peacock]
Yeah well you know the kid you just called down right? Rylan? Well not only is he not going down to the office, but he keeps dropping the f bomb and he won't stop. So I was wondering if you could come up here and give him a good ol spanking for me, like the old days.
[Principal Mueller]
Ah, well. I'll have to tell his parents that it'll be a minute but alright. I'll be up to deal with the situation.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Why thank you sir. That'd be very helpful. *hangs up phone* Alright Rylan. Mr. Mueller is coming up. And by the time he's through with you, your ass will be unrecognizable. You got yourself into this situation, and now you will suffer the consequences.
[Rylan]
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOOOOOU!
[Mrs. Peacock]
You can keep talking like that, but that will only add fuel to the fire. Mr. Mueller is going to have a good time with your ass. Wait, that actually sounds really bad coming from me, I apologize class.
[Principal Mueller]
Hey, I'm here. What seems to be the problem again?
[Mrs. Peacock]
Yeah, Rylan's having an attitude and he won't go down. He keeps dropping the f bomb. I was wondering if you could spank him up for me.
[Principal Mueller]
Hmm. Rylan, is this true?
[Rylan]
Yeah. Fuck you!
[Principal Mueller]
Hmm. I see. Well, now we have a common interest.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Wait... What are you talking about?
[Principal Mueller]
We'll do it together Rylan.
[Rylan and Principal Mueller]
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck you! Fuck you teacher!
(GUYS, STOP! PLEASE! STOP! PLEASE! STOOOOOP!)
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck you! Fuck you Mrs Peacock! He has every right to say this!
FUCK YOU! Fuck you!
FUCK YOU! Fuck you!
FUCK YOU!
*gunshot*
[Principal Mueller]
Oh shit! She killed herself! I guess she couldn't handle the FUCK YOU's! Well, I guess that's class everyone. Dismissed! Alright Rylan, one last one to her dead corpse.
[Rylan and Principal Mueller]
FUCK YOU!
[Rylan]
Oh that was straight firrrreeee on the TRAAAAAAAAAAACK! FUCK YOU!
And that class is how you read a book. I hope you all learned something useful today. *phone rings* Oh. Hold on I'm getting a phone call. Yello?
[Principal Mueller]
Aye. Do you got Rylan in your class?
[Mrs. Peacock]
Uh Rylan? Yeah he's in the back. What do you want?
[Principal Mueller]
Ah well his parents are here to pick him up so send him down ALRIGHT!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Right away Principal Mueller. I'll send him right down. *hangs up* Alright Rylan, your parents are here to pick you up, you can go down to the office.
[Rylan]
*huffs and puffs* Fuck you.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Wha..? Rylan! You do not have any right to talk to me that way! Watch your mouth young man! Your parents are here to pick you up, go down to the office!
[Rylan]
*More huffing and puffing* Fuck you. Fuck you.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Stop it Rylan! You don't ever talk to a teacher that way! You have no right to talk to me like that! Go down to the office NOW!
[Rylan]
*More angry noises* Fuck you!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Do you really want me to get Mr. Mueller up here to deal with you? Because he will gladly spank you. And I might get the privilege to do so also. Don't make me do it Rylan.
[Rylan]
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Alright mister! You have crossed the line! I am him to get him up here, and he will spank the fuck out of you!
[Rylan]
Yes. Finally.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Wait? What?
[Rylan]
I-I mean FUCK YOU!
[Mrs. Peacock]
Oh that tears it alright!
*Phone ringing*
[Principal Mueller]
Ah, Mrs. Peacock, what would you like to discuss?
[Mrs. Peacock]
Yeah well you know the kid you just called down right? Rylan? Well not only is he not going down to the office, but he keeps dropping the f bomb and he won't stop. So I was wondering if you could come up here and give him a good ol spanking for me, like the old days.
[Principal Mueller]
Ah, well. I'll have to tell his parents that it'll be a minute but alright. I'll be up to deal with the situation.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Why thank you sir. That'd be very helpful. *hangs up phone* Alright Rylan. Mr. Mueller is coming up. And by the time he's through with you, your ass will be unrecognizable. You got yourself into this situation, and now you will suffer the consequences.
[Rylan]
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOOOOOU!
[Mrs. Peacock]
You can keep talking like that, but that will only add fuel to the fire. Mr. Mueller is going to have a good time with your ass. Wait, that actually sounds really bad coming from me, I apologize class.
[Principal Mueller]
Hey, I'm here. What seems to be the problem again?
[Mrs. Peacock]
Yeah, Rylan's having an attitude and he won't go down. He keeps dropping the f bomb. I was wondering if you could spank him up for me.
[Principal Mueller]
Hmm. Rylan, is this true?
[Rylan]
Yeah. Fuck you!
[Principal Mueller]
Hmm. I see. Well, now we have a common interest.
[Mrs. Peacock]
Wait... What are you talking about?
[Principal Mueller]
We'll do it together Rylan.
[Rylan and Principal Mueller]
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck you! Fuck you teacher!
(GUYS, STOP! PLEASE! STOP! PLEASE! STOOOOOP!)
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck you! Fuck you Mrs Peacock! He has every right to say this!
FUCK YOU! Fuck you!
FUCK YOU! Fuck you!
FUCK YOU!
*gunshot*
[Principal Mueller]
Oh shit! She killed herself! I guess she couldn't handle the FUCK YOU's! Well, I guess that's class everyone. Dismissed! Alright Rylan, one last one to her dead corpse.
[Rylan and Principal Mueller]
FUCK YOU!
[Rylan]
Oh that was straight firrrreeee on the TRAAAAAAAAAAACK! FUCK YOU!