This may not be an actual picture of my class room, but every day, Monday to Friday, I come into my class room and this is what I see. I come to understand this strange species, their odd ways, and in the interest of science, I intend to study them. They seem to survive on a diet of sugar and loud music, and tend to attempt flight by launching themselves into the air either by a swing type device or some two wheel motor device. One of the Slackers always seem to be injured. I think he is making a sacrafice to his god, Ozzy, in order to appease them and allow them more slacker time.
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