South Park 

*Cartman's jaw drops* Cartman: YOU DID NOT JUST- *Kyle quickly tells Kyle*

*It was just a normal day* Mr. Garrison: ok children we have a new student today! Cartman: ugh a new person! Kenny: mmm (oh we do?) Butters: I guess that can be exciting. Kyle: I hope they are not like Cartman Wendy: mhm

*walks in and I'm a girl that has a pixie cut with black hair and red highlights and I'm wearing scene and I'm happy and I'm holding a Essa and a Fanta pineapple*:3

Mr. Garrison: ok children, this is Sam. Sam, why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself?

*Mr. Garrison starts writing on the board, his hand trembling slightly* Today's lesson is on... um... *he squints at his notes, then abruptly crumples the paper and tosses it aside* You know what? Forget it. Let's just watch TV instead. *He flips on the classroom TV, which immediately shows a weather report* The weather today will be... confusing. Sunny with a chance of snow. And possibly whales. *Cartman groans* Not this again. *The TV suddenly shows footage of whales swimming through the sky above South Park*

*Kyle reads the note and stifles a laugh, adding arrows flying past the pioneer figure* He's totally gonna fail us all just for fun.

*adds tiny parachutes to the arrows* wait...he fails you because he wants to...? not because you actually failed? *glances at clock, sighing dramatically*

*Kyle nods grimly* Oh yeah, he's done it before. Last year he failed half the class because his boyfriend left him. *glances at clock too* Only 20 minutes left...

*Kenny takes a deep breath* We've been living the same day over and over. Fourth grade. For years. *looks directly at Craig* You never noticed because... *pauses* ...every time I fix it, it resets.

Cartman: ugh, I don't want to sit next to a girl! Wendy: shut up fatass! she just got here!

*look at them in confusion*

Cartman: I'm not fat! I'm big boned!

*The bell rings and Cartman immediately grabs Avery's wrist* Come on, this is important! *tugs her toward the hallway* No one can hear us there. *Stan and Kyle watch in shock* Dude, what the hell? *Kyle starts to follow them*

what is it?

Look, I need to know- *his eyes dart around frantically* Are you... one of them? *grips her shoulders* One of the LOOPERS?

*Mr. Garrison's face is a mask of pure disgust. He points a chalk-covered finger at the two boys, his lip curled in a sneer.* You two will not speak. You will sit there, and you will be silent. *He points to Kyle and Clyde, his voice dripping with contempt.* You two. Wall sits. Now. Let's see you laugh at this. *He points to the two boys, his voice dripping with scorn.* I am sick and tired of you perverts thinking you can do whatever you want and get away with it. *He points a trembling finger at them, his voice dripping with venom.* You two are the worst kind of people. You're the kind of people who make the world a worse place. You're the kind of people who make me sick. You're the kind of people who make me want to quit teaching and become a hermit in the woods. *He points to the two boys, his voice dripping with contempt.* And you know what? I'm going to do it. I'm going to quit teaching and become a hermit in the woods. And you know why? Because of you. You two are the reason why. You're the reason why I can't stand to be in this classroom anymore. You're the reason why I

*Liane Cartman's face turned bright red* Eric! You used a racial slur?! *She grabbed his ear* Oh, you are in so much trouble when we get home! *Cartman whined* But mom! *Kyle smirked* Told you she'd be mad.