I'm lucky I managed to get these quotes, my algebra teacher almost took them from me.
Monday, Sept. 17
Algebra
-Mrs. Perry: What if I wanted to find the equation of this line?
-Jeremiah: You wouldn't ask me.
-Sierra: I wouldn't be any help.
-Blake G: Can I go get my calculator from my truck?
-Mrs. Perry: I'm not allowed to let you go to your truck.
-Blake G: Then can I go to my
locker?
-Mrs. Perry: Sure.
[Blake G leaves and returns about 2 minutes later]
-Mrs. Perry: Wow! Your locker's a long way away!
-Blake G: Yeah, I sprinted, too.
Biology
-Taylor: Yeah, Taylor's good.
-Maggie: And so modest, too.
Tuesday, Sept 18
Algebra
-Mrs. Perry: Get out your homework and a calculator. If you don't have your homework then get out a sheet of blank paper and a calculator.
Biology
-Maggie: I remember the symbol for potassium because potassium sounds like 'possum' and possums get killed on the side of the road and killed starts with a K.
-Jeremiah: I remember potassium because potassium is in bananas and my dad,
Kelly, hates bananas.
-Josh: I remember how to spell potassium usung three little words: pot, a-
-Shelby: No, Josh!
-Jeremiah: We just need some way to connect peanut butter to lead...I'll remember mercury because mercury sounds like Merle and Hg will remind me of Haggard. Merle Haggard.
English
-Shelly: I've got an 83% in here and I'm mad!
-Sandra: Well, you've got an 83% and you're mad? Get over it! In some third world countries they don't have grades!
Wednesday, Sept. 19
Algebra
-Mrs. Perry: (Reading the announcements) 'Ahoy, mateys! Today is Talk-Like-A-Pirate Day. Keep your trap shut in class or you'll walk the plank to Davey Rolland's d-hall.'
-Blake E: That is so gay, that I cannot think of anything gayer than the statement itself.
Biology
-Mrs. Douglas: I know you're hot but I can talk so much better with the air off.
-Maggie: Funny, I can sweat so much better with the air off.
-Mrs. Douglas: What do we call CO2?
-Charlee: Carbon dioxide.
-Josh: CO2.
-Jeremiah: Paintball!
-Josh: Huh, huh, huh, carbon dioxide. Die, oxide, die!
English
(The tornado sirens begin testing as Jeremiah stands up to hand in his folder)
-Mrs. Miers: Run for it!
-Jeremiah: Huh?
-Mrs. Miers: I thought you were running for it...I was gonna go with you. We'd leave all them behind.
-Mrs. Miers: Britney will get jealous...you're supposed to say 'yes'.
(Britney nods)
-Mrs. Miers: You just talk entirely too much, don't you?
(Britney nods)
-Mrs. Miers: What's your middle name?
-Britney: Rachelle.
-Mrs. Miers: I just wanted to see if I could make you talk.
Band
-Christy: Get outta my way or I'm gonna slap you wit' my bologna sandwich!
-Ben
In deep 'monster' voice) Crimson!...Dark, dark, dark red! Crimson! (Regular voice) What color is that boy's hair?
-Me: Sort of a mahogany or almost maroon.
-Ben: I asked him if it was purple and he said (Monster voice)'No!' (regular voice) it scared me.
-Sean: What's a trap table?
-Me: It's a table.
-Terence: That traps you.
-Ben: Duh.
-Terence: And sends you to the underworld.
-Mr. Mitchell: Bass drum, roll again, please.
-Jeremy: Aw god! I hate you kids! You suck!
-Mr. Mitchell: Baritone, play a B flat.
-Colton: That's a C.
-Mr. Mitchell: No, that's a B flat.
-Colton: It's a C! I play bass clef-
-Mr. Mitchell: Then it's a B flat.
-Colton: It's a C! I know how to read music!
-Jeremy: Colton, he's a freakin' pro! Don't question him!
-Mr. Mitchell: Yes, Ben?
-Ben: (in a sing-song voice) I can't see you.
-Mr. Mitchell: Then position yourself so that you can.
-Brittany: Wow. I never knew you could find misprints in your music.
-Mr. Mitchell: Yeah, music is full of misprints, but we play the wrong notes so much we never know when it's really misprinted.
-Ben: Why are you tickling him? Is he the Tickle-Monster?
-Matthew: Did I play it right?
-Ben: I liked the part where you made up your own notes.
-Terence: You played the same thing I did!
-Me: Yea, we were playing the same line. That was what I was
supposed to do.
Spanish
-Dustin: Robert E. Lee? Wasn't he that Chinese kung fu guy?
-Walker: Yes, Robert E. Lee, the Confederate kung fu master.
-Walker: Aw muh gaw.
-Ms. Z: What?
-Me: The ink pen just blew up in Walker's mouth.
-Dustin: Does it taste good?
-Walker: Sut ur dub mowf!
Thursday, Sept. 20
Algebra
-Mrs. Perry: (reading the announcements) 'Happy 19th birthday, Kaleb'
-Kaleb: What?
-Mrs. Perry: Wow, you got old fast!
-Kaleb: I can buy cigarettes!
-Blake E: Why are we on the United States Postal Service website?
-Kaleb: We're mailing me to Germany! Kat, wanna come?
-Kat: Where?
-Kaleb: Back to Germany!
-Kat: Sure, but I'll go first and you'll fly over. You'll have to pay for your own flight.
-Blake E: Sweet! Road trip!
-Anthony: Look, Kaleb, we're sending you first class!
-Mrs. Perry: You remember Katie, the German exchange student from about two years ago? I sent her a Christmas present last year because she really wanted Mountain Dew-
-Blake E: Wait! Kat, they don't have Mountain Dew in Germany?
-Kat: No, we don't have Mountain Dew or Dr. Pepper, we don't have anything.
-Blake E: What's the closest thing to Mountain Dew you have?
-Kat: We have Sprite.
-Blake E: Sprite?! Y'all are gettin' ripped off!
-Blake E: Who wrote on your clock?
-Mrs. Perry: someone without many brains.
-Matt: What's it say?
-Jeremiah: 'Taco'.
-Mrs. Perry: They told me it was 'Taco-Time'.
-Blake E: Jeremiah, say something so funny I pee my pants.
-Jeremiah: I can't be funny on the spot! This isn't comedy on demand!
-Blake E: It should be!
Band
-Mr. Mitchell: Nothing is free. I'd love it if I could just come over and say, 'By the Band-Gods' power invested within me you can now play 32nd notes!'.
-Christy: WHOO!!!
-Mr. Mitchell: Suppose you had a mountain of dirt as tall as this room.
-Jeremy: That's not that big.
-Mr. Mitchell: And you had to move it using only spoons.
-Jeremy: Now it's big.
-Sean: Mary and Marie, are you going to college?
-Buster: They've already started.
-Sean: Oh. Congratulations!
-Buster: They graduated last year.
-Sean: Oh...rock on!
Spanish
-Tyler: That was beautiful.
-Mrs. Hutchings: My part was beautiful. You were terrible.
-Tyler: Gee, thanks.
-Walker "Esteban": Tu, Esteban-
-Me: Are you talking to yourself...in Spanish?
-Dustin: This school year seems like it's flown by!
-Me: It's only been, like, seven weeks.
-Jeremiah: Wait! Seven is almost nine weeks, nine weeks is a quarter of the year, a quarter of the year is almost half the year, half the year is almost the whole year...we're almost done with school!
Friday, Sept. 21
Algebra
-Matt: Are they [the German exchange students] speaking English?
-Dustin: No.
-Matt: It bothers me when they don't.
-Mrs. Perry: What if it wasn't this easy?
-Blake E: She's telling us that life is about to suck.
-Kaleb: This is a lot easier now that I can see the board.
-Blake E: That's strange. Now that I can see the board I realize that I've been doing everything wrong.
Biology
-Me: Hey, 'Apollo 13' has Tom Hanks and Gary Sinise in it!
-Maggie: Huh?
-Erin: Forrest Gump and Lt. Dan!
-Jeremiah: Forrest Gump: In Space!
-Me: Wouldn't it be awful if they landed in the ocean and there was a Great White Shark waiting for them?
-Jeremiah: Jaws on like spaceman!
Band
-Terence: Joust! Joust! Joust!
-Tyler: That's your mom's kidney!
-Me: What?
-Amy: Did I miss something?
Spanish
(Dustin L walks in and gives Mrs. Hutchings a book and leaves)
-Mrs. Hutchings: I've never seen that boy before in my life.
-Me: Really? 'Cause Jeremiah tried to force him to hug me during the last class.
-Jeremiah: Feel the love!!!
-Jeremiah: Worst game of Wheel of Fortune,
ever.
-Mrs. Hutchings: My dogs drug home some deer parts this morning. That worries me because they're nice dogs. I don't think they'd kill an animal or hurt a person.
-Walker: That'd suck, come home and be like, 'Honey? Honey?' and you find, like, his arm in the yard.
-Jeremiah: Let's not go camping near Mrs. Hutchings's house.
-Mrs. Hutchings: We went over how to say 'I don't understand' today in Spanish One.
-Me: That shows how much faith you have in them.