Professor EE 8

Wow, this hairy fat dude gives me the creeps. With that sack he's carrying he looks like a demented Santa in the off-season. Why did I have to be the only one who showed up for this class? I should have expected bizarre when I signed up for Evil Literary Devices 101. Christ, he mumbles, too. I can't even understand what he's saying half the time. Oh, shit, he's got a fucking dead squirrel in that sack. What? Great! He wants me to write about a dead squirrel for the next hour. My favorite s