jerry_garcia raze that's who he looked like. jerry after he went grey, if he cut his hair and slimmed down a little and gave up music to become a high_school english teacher. he called assignments jobs and told us what they were worth. no one was allowed to use the bathroom in his class. he said we had enough time to do our business at lunch recess. if we sat down with our bladders still full of piss, it wasn't his problem. i liked him until the day there was something wrong with my stomach. if i didn't get to a toilet fast i was going to shit my pants. it wasn't something i could have seen coming. he gave me this sad face and said he was going to have to shave some marks off of my average. he penalized me for the inability to deny myself a basic bodily function in a moment of intestinal crisis. i saw him in a dream last_night and reminded him of that moment after he mocked me for being abandoned by someone i thought was my friend. he said he didn't remember any of it. i should have told my dad what happened. he wouldn't have let it slide. he would have got me those marks back. he'll take on anyone. it doesn't matter who they are. it doesn't matter how much power they think they have. he won't stop fighting until he's dead. i told the man who looked like jerry garcia all of that, and he had nothing to say to me. 231222 what's it to you? who go blather from