How is everyone’s online school?
Going good for me. Not much adjusting to do, then again, I was homeschooled since second-grade, so not that big a ■■■■■.
Laughs in homeschool
Mockingly? Or where you homeschooled too?
I am homeschooled
Ah, nice, how long?
1742-ish
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Also laughs in homeschool
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laughs louder in homeschool
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a raucous chorus in homeschool
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Cries silently in public school
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all homeschoolers turn and stare at you
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It’s been years now, but I can still remember the time my school served me a peach and kale tart.
Why?
Why would you put kale in a tart?
Why would you put baked kale inside anything for that matter?
They also served us such delicacies as ink-stained cauliflower, broccoli with flies embedded inside the stalks, custard with hairs in it and carrot-flavoured water, all culminating in the meal I can only refer to as “The Lump”.
The Lump was split into three distinct layers. The first was an extremely dry pastry, not unlike sandpaper in texture.
Underneath this was a strange, literally unbreakable, centimetre-thick grey substance, which you could well have mistaken for hardened cement. The only way to penetrate it at all was a moist patch at the base which behaved like a deflated balloon. This entire layer was coated in some kind of herb-based garnishing, which had somehow been applied under the pastry.
The final section of the meal still confuses me to this day. It was the size, shape and colour of a human turd, yet it possessed the texture and smell of a glob of play-doh. It certainly wasn’t any kind of meat, and was completely stone cold, as was the case with the other layers.
I never found out what The Lump was, and I doubt I ever will.
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I don’t want to believe any of this. I don’t, but I also know better.
I offer you my deepest sympathies for enduring these heinous acts of biological warfare.
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… this really happened?
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ew
so it is real
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Did eat this?
I took one tiny bite of the play-doh substance. It tasted as you’d expect play-doh to taste. I refrained from eating any more as a result of incidents in the past, including a mutant grape the size of a potato that gave me food poisoning.
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oh god this is the school topic not the cursed topic