violencejack

I took public speaking last semester. My instructor was a late 30s hippie girl with long brown hair who also taught english and theater. She liked to show up in a skirt and those knee-high leather riding boots that are so damn sexy. One time I couldn't for the life of me remember her name (as I rarely remember any of my teachers' names) but I wanted her attention, so I said "Excuse me, all mighty knowledge dominatrix." Right in the middle of class.
God, I wish she had given me detention.