Democritus was sitting, eating dinner. It was his first day at the school after being hired to teach Astronomy. I hate Astronomy, but I need a job, he thought. He was sketching out a lesson plan with a piece of ham hanging out of his mouth.
It dropped on his plate. "What do you guys plan to do this Christmas?" he said with a Californian-American accent. His quill dropped from his hand and he looked helplessly at the little sheet. "I'm gonna be stuck with this lesson plan forever..."
It dropped on his plate. "What do you guys plan to do this Christmas?" he said with a Californian-American accent. His quill dropped from his hand and he looked helplessly at the little sheet. "I'm gonna be stuck with this lesson plan forever..."
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