After I burned the school down, Principal Green said I’d get a million years of detention.
All he managed to do was expel me.
“But it’s going on your permanent record!” he shouted, shaking his fist.
Getting out of school was the best thing that ever happened to me. I could continue my scientific research uninterrupted by gym and French, and within a year I had a cure for cancer.
Soon after, by extending the telomeres of DNA, a cure for death.
People could live forever.
After I received my Nobel Prize, the cops showed up. “Now about that detention…”
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Detention
By Jeff Hite
“The big house, jail, the slammer, detention, whatever you want to call it, yeah I spend some time there, why?”
“Well I don’t know if Joe is read for a girl that has spent time behind bars.”
“Why what’s he got against us jail birds?”
“Well nothing, but you see he just lost his wife and well he is kind of on the rebound, I don’t know if he is really ready for anyone.”
“What are you his mother?”
“No, but I am his friend, and I don’t want to see Joe get hurt ok?”
“Only if he wants it.”