my friend matthew

When I grow up, I probably won't become a highschool math teacher. But if I do end up teaching highschool, I would give this announcement at the beginning of the school year:

"My class is gonna kill you. It's the hardest math class you've ever heard of. If you're gonna fail by semester, the only way to bring your grade up is by doing extra credit. The only extra credit I give is for farting in class. Everytime you gotta rip one, do it. Then you gotta claim it right away or someone next to you might try and steal your glory."

The only problem is that all the boys would get good grades and go off to Stanford and all the UCs. The girls would cry and cry.