High School Genius, Or Just Gas?

So, you’re in high school, right? Annoyed by the ‘preppy kids’ – a classic setup. Our hero decides to unleash ‘fart spray’ at the mall. Bold move, eh? Very subtle. Naturally, detention. The punishment? Copying the dictionary. Now, listen, I’m not saying high school wasn’t wild, but already, my lie-detector is doing jumping jacks.Comedy.The kid claims, ‘3 days and 1 extra spiral notebook later, I had done it.’ Copied a whole dictionary. The comments? They’re not buying it. ‘Balderdash,’ one guy says. Short, sweet, to the point. Another, DoppelFrog, hits the nail: ‘You hadn’t, but cool story bro.’ Like, come on, buddy, who are we fooling here? You’re telling me you spent three days hunched over a desk, meticulously transcribing ‘aardvark’ to ‘zygote’? That’s not detention, that’s a career in monastic scholarship.This isn’t malicious compliance; it’s ambitious fiction. The real compliance would be just… not spraying fart stuff. And that dictionary? You’d need a bigger notebook, maybe a small library, and certainly more than three days. You spent three days staring at the cover, probably drew a few dicks on it. The original poster? Probably still telling this story at parties, ‘Are you still a scribe?’ someone asks. Nah, just still smelling like cheap thrills. We having fun? Good.