Kinda too late, dude.
So he caught me reciting lines 2 to 23 of Romeo and Juliet, act 2, scene 2 in english class…
“Why are you talking?!” [with much anger]
“…” [slowly tries to hide behind girl infront]
“That makes me very angry. You’ve made me raise my voice!” [with a blatantly outdoor-ish toned voice]
“…” [hopes that he is talking to girl infront]
“CARL! Is there any particular reason you should be talking?!”
“…no.” [squeaks]
“…” [sinks ever lower into chair]
“This is definitely not good for my blood pressure!” [vein begins to pop out, so I was later told]
“…” [sinks lower still]
“And I’ll be damn’d if I let you raise my blood pressure!” [loudly]
“…” [blushing occurs]
“Is that understood?!” [*RAWR*]
“…yes.” [sheepish]
And that, folks, was the first time I’ve been in real trouble with a teacher in my high school life.