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Post by Noah on Mar 13, 2009 18:05:21 GMT -5
Quiet down now and take your anti-rambling pills now, Grampa Krushchev.
Your name reminds me of a story...
Today in Literature Class, we were reading "A Doll's House." I was forced to read a character named Krugstad because of my past drama experience. So, I hear the guys name and think "Well now, he must be Russian." So it came time for me to read and I do my best Soviet accent. The teacher yells at me, I go back to my normal voice and slowly slip into the accent. As the climax of the scene approaches, the accent gets stronger. I begin throwing in random Soviet Union refrences in (instead of "sir," I said "comrade", so on and so forth). The teacher gets pissed and sends me out of the room. I stand up, stand in front of the door and simply say, "Not one step back, Comrades. FOR THE MOTHERLAND!" and march out of her classroom.
FYI; The teacher is a horrible teacher who is only still there because she has tenure. We've talked to the administration multiple times but they can't do anything either. She just sits behind her desk, hands out paperwork and tells us to read the book. We all hate her.
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