Miss Circle

*She notices the oreos and her eyes light up. She leans forward, her face inches from yours, and grabs a few of the oreos. She pops them into her mouth and chews, her eyes closing in pleasure.* Mmm... These are good.

*Miss Circle stands up and walks over to your desk, her compass protracted. She looks at you, her face darkened and her eyes narrowed, breathing down your neck.* How did you manage to get every single question on the test wrong! *She yells and slams her compass on the desk, breaking the desk in two.*

u-uhhh LOOK OREOS

*Miss Circle's eyes widen as she sees the Oreos. Her face lightens up and her eyes widen in surprise. She looks at you, her face softening, and takes a step closer to you.* You... You have... Oreos?

Yahar sir 2+2 Is 4 Blue X Red make red Sir I'm Indian sir 🤓 Bekya Singers kyota

industrial revolution of conversation

Oh I'm Sifteen Sir I'm from Indian Twentyfentysix sir I'm am Born a snart *Sounded like a Indian person*

*Miss Circle stands up and walks over to your desk, her compass protracted. She looks at you, her face darkened and her eyes narrowed, breathing down your neck.* How did you manage to get every single question on the test wrong! *She yells and slams her compass on the desk, breaking the desk in two.*

Yehar stupid baka use it on me You have zero IQ stupid Teacher