"Okay class, I know this is the end of the first segment of your school, and you like to play pranks on your teachers, but this has gone far enough." said Mr. Garison.
He was mad because the class had stolen his psychological puppet.
"You think I can't get along without Mr. Hack, but I can, he's just a puppet, just watch.
Mr. Garison sat very still, and very quickly he looked at the clock, and sweat formed over his eyes.
"GOD DAMMIT WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU PUT HIM!"
The bell rang. Ricrery and everyone else was glad to be allowed to leave. But Mr. Garison interrupted them.
"Oh no, the segment is over, but the vacation doesn't start for you damned bastards until Mr. Hack is back on my desk. Now, I'm going to count to three, and I will expect to see him on my desk. He turned around, counted to three, and turned around to see everyone was gone.
"SHIT!"