“My English teacher wanted to have sex with me in Junior High. The only problem was, my English teacher was a guy. I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers.” ProblemWantedFacesGuyNextSexTeacherPaperThanksGradesNutsPapersJuniorsJunior HighEnglish TeacherErasersSemester Author:Eminem
“I was the girl in the black leather jacket with the black fingernails, picked up after school by guys with loud cars and motorcycles. I carried straight-A grades, but I had a little trouble with rules. I tended to have a bit of an authority problem.” LittlesProblemSchoolGuyGirlBitsBlackTroubleCarAuthorityLoudGradesJacketsLeatherMotorcycleFingernailsAfter SchoolLeather Jackets Author:Melissa Marr
“My mothers dad dropped out of the eighth grade to work. He had to. By the time he was 30, he was a master electrician, plumber, carpenter, mason, mechanic. That guy was, to me, a magician. Anything that was broken, he could fix. Anybody anywhere in our community knew that if there was a problem, Carl was there to fix it.” IfsProblemMotherGuyCommunityMastersBrokenDadGradesMechanicMagicianThat GuyOur CommunityCarpenterMasonsPlumberEighth GradeElectricianDirty Jobs Author:Mike Rowe