My music theory class officially has a class pet.
His name is Frankie.
And he is a ginormous fly.
As afore mentioned, he is dead due to a deadly accident involving a window and a projectile object aka DJR's music folder.
It was quite disgusting, really. He was quite a large fly.
But, regardless of how disturbing it was, we left him on the window, to honor his prescence in our classroom. I hope he survives the janitors tonight. If not, I think our entire class might decide to go goth.
I do believe that there is sufficient evidence to suggest that I am completely losing my mind.
tuba.girl
What teenagers!
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