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| November 13 2001 Tuesday We had Shakespeare again at school. A Midsummer Nights Dream. It's supposed to be a comedy but it's about as funny as walking round the park with a nail in your shoe. The only amusing part was when the teacher said some people attributed it to Bacon, and Brain Damage said if bacon made you write like that he was giving over eating it, and the teacher gave him an hours detention. I laughed and he gave me an hours detention too. Then Stinking laughed because me and Brain Damage had been given an hours detention and the teacher gave him an hours detention. Thanks a lot, Shakespeare, we owe you one! My father had sent off for a Mensa test after he learned what the postman's I.Q. was. It cost him £10. The result came back today and he is 91. The average I.Q. is 100 so he is well below average. I could have told him that for nothing. He said that they must have got it wrong and he's going to send off for another one under an assumed name. I told him not to use the name Albert Einstein. He told me to mind my own bloody business. |