I am so not playing this game.
Nah, he was more sophisticated than that. He had this wooden... thing. Like, an African or something. It stood in his office. It might sound ridiculous, but that thing was terrifying. Since it was so hard to look at him (maybe as hard as looking at a demon), people would wander their eyes around the room, and of course the first thing that would catch them would be this gangly African that looked like it was about to SPEAR me.
snarl
My vice principal was a short, gumbly man called Mr. Montgomery. He didn’t do much. He got mad at me once over this sexual harassment thing, which I wasn’t involved in anyway. The worse was the deputy principle (I don’t know what there was a vice and deputy): Mr. Greenbrook. Perhaps he could hurl a small child 50 yards, if he had to.
The moose/elk ones are so ugly, christ.
Seems kind of silly to have practically the same smilie twice, but whatever.
I would think that evil comes more with being vice principal, but whatever you say.
But eviler?
I didn't mean to make that face. I just wanted with the moving mouth. Whoops.
Has been dwaficized by it.
