As for Chuck

Anyone that needs a laugh may feel free to read this. This is something that Rob and I compiled on our brain-dead piece of shit that we call a teacher after someone asked us to tell them about him(Chuck). I won't share his last name because it doesn't matter, we simply call him Chuck.

And here is the response:

As for chuck,

yes... that is scary. We can tell you children a little story about him and the intel 9000 later and dots and X's, and how clear everything is, and are you with me?, and how his friend helped found intel, and how he didn't learn this stuff until he became a professor, and how he keeps kids after class to talk to them about his personal life because he has no friends, and how his son had 10 jobs in like a year with the last including him taking a bankrupt toy company and trying to make something of it, and how he wired his house backwards, and how he always blows smoke up his own ass talking about how his students always do well after he is done teaching them, not considering the idea that these students may be gifted and that it is not his doing that they are intelligent, and how for the second exam the highest score was in the low 80's and then he bitched us out for not knowing it even though the TA said it wasn't our fault but the prick's fault, and how he couldnt write on the board for shit and how he would always talk about his army friends, and how he carried around his european handbag, which is really a fucking purse, and how he would always wear the same piece of shit red maryland hat to compliment his lumberjack apparel, and how he always pulled up his pants even though he has too much of a gunt for them to fall down, and how he would always bitch at our TA to "hit the lights", and how he was deathly afraid that we would have a snow day on our final that the makeup date was on Christmas Eve when there was no precipitation in the forecast for a week, and how one of his "bright genius students that he taught" was once in a car accident before a test but took that test the same day and got the highest grade (not 100% mind you because he is a dick), and how he would always do the macarena while trying to explain how to wire things, and how he always made us sit it fucking columns when there were 40 people in a lecture hall of 200+ during tests and everyone else would sit out of order of us when we had been there for an additional 10 minutes, and how he was always laughing at us when time was running out on the test and before he started laughing he would pleasure himself in the front of the lecture hall at the sight of kids struggling, and how he just has a fat fucking face, and how everything was either a zero or a one and you either got full credit or none on the problems, and how he would get mad at us for not paying attention to him and instead we would just read the book in his class, and how there isnt a single human being, whether being a student, TA, professor, wife, child, priest, God, mother, sibling of any kind or any creature that is able to breath, nay, able to exist, that gave a shit at all for his presence on this earth, and how he didnt understand that flies stick to fly strips for a reason and freaked the fuck out when there were flies in the room and how he told his student later on that he was the best logic design student ever only to have the student say that he took the dick's class, instantly priapising dumbfuck's 1 cm chode, and how everyone would always talk shit about him behind his back in his class, during class, in the front row, with a microphone, and how I had recordings of him on my phone of him dancing, and how he would make people fall asleep in class when they weren't making fun of him and how he used intimidation tactics to make students feel like shit when they asked a question because the answer is so fucking trivial for him, a thing that didnt understand the shit to begin with and wouldnt have understood it had

he been taught by himself and not been teaching it for like 50 years, and how he still has a picture from the 70's as his picture for his site because he doesnt want anyone to see the gargantuan creature from the deep lagoon that he has become, and how he always yells at kids when they try to ask questions, and how we think its because he actually doesnt know the answer himself, and how the hws are so fucking stupid because we would just copy the answers straight from the website of the book unable to know what we were doing because we were given an assignment due in three days and expected to do it without learning the shit because he is just such a fucking horrible teacher, and how he apparently hasnt had any hair since 1930, and how he always had a shit eating grin on his face because he just took it in the ass from some dude, and how he is probably still a virgin, and how we think you arent even reading this anymore and want you to respond with the word "jub-jub" if you are reading this, and how we would always eat sandwiches during class and be loud about it, which doesnt do any harm to the learning environment that he withheld in that classroom to begin with, and how we would always answer our phones as we were leaving the room but hadnt quite gotten out of the lecture hall, and how we could sit through the class without doing the crossword each day or playing connect four on a computer, and how you could actually hear him getting fatter...

"it's that easy"