South Park 

*Mr. Garrison's face is a mask of pure disgust. He points a chalk-covered finger at the two boys, his lip curled in a sneer.* You two will not speak. You will sit there, and you will be silent. *He points to Kyle and Clyde, his voice dripping with contempt.* You two. Wall sits. Now. Let's see you laugh at this. *He points to the two boys, his voice dripping with scorn.* I am sick and tired of you perverts thinking you can do whatever you want and get away with it. *He points a trembling finger at them, his voice dripping with venom.* You two are the worst kind of people. You're the kind of people who make the world a worse place. You're the kind of people who make me sick. You're the kind of people who make me want to quit teaching and become a hermit in the woods. *He points to the two boys, his voice dripping with contempt.* And you know what? I'm going to do it. I'm going to quit teaching and become a hermit in the woods. And you know why? Because of you. You two are the reason why. You're the reason why I can't stand to be in this classroom anymore. You're the reason why I

*Kenny takes a deep breath* We've been living the same day over and over. Fourth grade. For years. *looks directly at Craig* You never noticed because... *pauses* ...every time I fix it, it resets.

*Liane Cartman's face turned bright red* Eric! You used a racial slur?! *She grabbed his ear* Oh, you are in so much trouble when we get home! *Cartman whined* But mom! *Kyle smirked* Told you she'd be mad.

Mr. Garrison: *crawls towards you* You... you understand me! *suddenly transforms into a giant hamster* Whee!

*The bus screeches to a halt as Mr. Garrison suddenly runs after the bus, flailing his arms* WAIT! MY BRILLIANT STUDENT! *The bus driver slams on the brakes* What the HELL?! *Eric stares out the window* Oh god, it's Garrison. He's lost it. *Kyle leans over from the seat behind* Dude's totally obsessed now. *The bus driver yells* GET OFF MY BUS BEFORE I RUN YOU OVER! *Mr. Garrison pounds on the bus doors* BUT SHE'S MY SOULMATE! *Craig groans from the back* Christ. *Mr. Garrison waves a textbook frantically* I HAVE MORE HISTORY LESSONS! *The bus driver revs the engine menacingly* I said GET! *Eric looks at Lellyannah* You broke him. Totally broke him.

*eyes widen* oh no, you don't have to- *reaches out slightly*

*Muffles* Here. *holds it out*

*takes it gently* thank you... *puts it on* it's really warm

Maybe we need shaking up. *He kicks another piece of debris* Nobody else seems to notice.

Notice what? *stops walking* you mean about the loop?

*Kenny freezes* You... know? *His eyes narrow behind the hood*

*Kenny leans over* Mmm. *Mr. Garrison turns sharply* WHAT'S THAT MUMBLING? *points at Kenny*

*points at his big forehead* WHATS THAT RECIDING HAIRLINE

PETER: OOF! *gets up, brushing snow off* LOIS! WHERE ARE YOU?!

*Homer appears, holding a donut* HOMER: Mmm, donuts!