Sua kisser !! :
My math teacher gave us extra homework, so I low key had to launch her into volcano. So listen, I know this sounds bad, but just hear me out. I go to a high school where math teachers are basically villians in disguise. My math teacher, Missus Peterson, is the final boss of suffering. She assigns us three hours of homework daily and acts like sleep, food, and basic human rights dont exist. Yesterday She hits us with " Class, since you all did so poorly on the test, I'm assigning an extra 100 problems tonight. " 100 problems! at that point, I swear the entire class ascended into Shadow realm. I started questioning life, humanity, and my will to exist. I mean, who wakes up and decides " Yeah, let me ruin 32 teenagers lives today. "? So I snapped. After school, my friends and I were talking, and I jokingly said, " Bro, I should just launch her into a volcano. " Everyone laughed. But then my best friend Ethan goes, " There's actually an active volcano like twenty miles from here. " And that's when operation lava drop was born. We spent the night borrowing some things from the Robotics lab, built d.i.y teacher-sized slingshot, and the next morning we invited Mrs. Peterson to a special school project presentation. She shows up, smug as ever, ready to ruin lives. And before she knew it, Foosh! she went flying torward mount Calora, screaming something about quadratic equations mid-air. Ten seconds later, there was a massive kaboom, a cloud of smoke, and let's just say, the volcano is now officially a math free zone, the principal called my parents, the cops are investigating. But honestly, I regret nothing. The class gave me a standing ovation and we now have a subsitute teacher who doesn't believe in homework. So my beautiful followers, am I wrong for protecting my mental health? Or am I a hero who saved an entire generation from math induced trauma? follow if you find this relatable.
2025-08-30 04:04:54