I sat waiting to hear what the teacher would

I sat waiting to hear what the teacher would say next... Would it be another boring day of school? One that would last a lifetime and then some. Suddenly, the teacher turned and

scotched my daydram.

I absent mindedly scratched myself, unaware everyone was watching me.

Then I bit my nail and tasted "Ass."

my dog Charlie's passing. I know it doesn't sound like much, but when you're on skid row and your only trustworthy companion up and dies, well, I lost my grip. For the first few

nights I watched old Disney cartoons featuring Pluto. Charlie was a lot like Pluto and this consoled me a bit, but after a while I started identifying with Mickey mouse and

his problem with Minnie. She been committed to an mental asylum because Mickey had said she was crazy. But then we found out Mickey had really been saying "She's F*c#ing Goofy!"

Still, he couldn't help but love her. He knew the power that Goofy held over women, and men too, for that matter. But this was no longer a laughing matter, he had to make a stand.

Donald removed his cap and slapped Goofy across the face with it. "This isn't over, dog," he quacked. Goofy looked back grimly. "Oh, it sure ain't," he said. "It's on."