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As the class silently completed their "Do Now," Jeff Dennington reclined, confidently, for the first time, in his chair. Only now could he understand what Carl Maglebaum was ranting about at lunch last week- the serene hum of the overhead lights, the freedom to kickback on the job- this was a sort of mini-heaven on earth. Jeff was filled with a joy he had never felt. He closed his eyes and slipped into a state of spiritual ecstasy.
While the rest of the 6th grade class hollered at the site of their sleeping teacher's erection, Keisha was the only one who noticed the brown puddle accumulating on the floor around Mr. Dennington's shoe.
Date Written: March 17, 2004
Author: Rafus Butler
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