Mr. Squirrelface, School Crossing-Guard, just before "the accident."
This time we need to hire someone a bit larger.
That moment when the teacher forgets to give you homework.
Can't go to school. Mom sez I got mumps.
I think I will thunk nap here.
Upon reflection, the dunce hat itself may well have contributed to my lack of reading skills....
Flight school is now in session.