Xylophones were never their thing.

Yeah, well 3:20 into this one I'd say blows that convenient theory:

 

Zoinks! Pop music does me in again!

Ain't the type to pile on or else I'd point out the xylophone on this track as well:

 

Edited December 2, 200916 yr by FlaSoxxJim

Blackhawks WIN!!!

Chicago never went 11 rounds into a shootout before. . . interesting stat.

Don't stop Believin!

Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings. (Sorry, just getting into the holiday season.)

Five and a half hours between posts...

Getting off of the bandwagon, huh folks?

Getting off of the bandwagon, huh folks?

 

Have been working on a project from hell. No sleep last night so alpha thread took a back seat.

I can't accept that excuse.

just yesterday a student tossed a stink bomb in my classroom, offering me the awesome opportunity to teach outside while the smell singed my nose hairs.

Knowledge is Power, Tex. . . and now you know why I don't teach high school anymore!

Lads are testing you early on, huh Tex?

Make sure the new teacher stays on his toes!

Now what was the best prank you had pulled on you Flaxx?

Now what was the best prank you had pulled on you Flaxx?

 

One class in high school decided to take turns humming during a lecture and it was infuriating. You can see who's talking and correct them, but try to figure out which three of four kids are humming out of a class of 30. Aargh!

One class in high school decided to take turns humming during a lecture and it was infuriating. You can see who's talking and correct them, but try to figure out which three of four kids are humming out of a class of 30. Aargh!

 

Perhaps physical punishment for the whole class was in order?

Quality educators have been driven to the brink by rotten students.

[Remembers his rotten student days and smiles]

Somewhere there's a former gym teacher clutching a copy of Tropic of Capricorn and mumbling "Cantstandyaaa!" and thinking of you.

Somewhere there's a former gym teacher clutching a copy of Tropic of Capricorn and mumbling "Cantstandyaaa!" and thinking of you.

 

"T-Bone," is that you?

Usually the teachers didn't get it too bad, but man did I run through some baby-sitters as a kid.

Von Joshua, what's he going to do now?