Being able to cheat off you in class,
your hair was hot, but those equations
better.
economics, thruster engineering.
"There is no way I'm passing this test," you tell me.
"I'm just too...dumb."
This causes panic, I mean, if she's dumb, then...
A teacher walks by and tells us he used to eat fruit, back in the day.
This teacher was able to concoct berry wines (yes berry wines),
and knew where the long sips were.
"Cheater," she whispers under the teacher's breath. "Fiend!"
The copying is slow, but steady.
Later that night she returns to a room. With her boyfriend that programs cryptography over ICQ.
We revise our earlier lesson on economics.
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