Game Dev PART ONE

welcome, for the rest of this week, im talking about my game development class. this class, is like no other. it is filled with the mentally challenged, rejects, people who just saw game in the title of the class and joined, and then me, the person who needed an elective and didn't want to take ceramics or foods. anyways, today in the normally chaotic class, we had a sub. but not just any substitute, no, this man said a total of 10 words the whole class period, and a total of two sentences. "your teacher said to do your work." and "guys, pack up". and the whole rest of the time he played games on his I-phone. ANYWAYS, in this class, i chose to sit as far away from every other living thing in the class, so i sat in the very corner, on a computer where i have become its only user. unfortunately, several days earlier, the computer failed an update, causing it to go into an endless cycle of updating, then restarting, then updating. because i am its only user, instead of fixing it, they simply assigned me a new computer. ENOUGH back story, the point is now i sit between two retards who can hardly keep their drool off themselves, ( IM NOT JOKING) and who need their MOMS to come to school and help them wipe their fat butts. AAAAAHHHH I HATE MY LIFE. anyways, here's today's exciting story.
today in my Game Dev story, the two FAT retards, who from this point will be known as... BOB and... JAMES, decided to join together, and play the adventures of MINECRAFT.
and so, they set out on their adventure, making farting noises with their mouths and drooling over each-other all the while. although i wasn't quite watching, i could tell when they were in a cavern or not by the screams they both made, especially james. and there was a time, for about 5 minutes, where all they did was scream on the top of their lungs. fortunately, i got some of their dialogue down.
JAMES: (not yelling yet) dude, i dont think i can go much farther, im out of my pork, and i cant get my chicken to work.
BOB: no dude, we have to go on, we need to find the lava.
JAMES: but bob, i cant make... (screams) OH MY ****** GOD WHAT THE ***** IS OH MY ****** ***** *** ********** DUDE I JUST **** MY ******* PANTS IN THE ***** .
BOB: (screams) OH ***** THERE'S A **** CREEPER BEHIND YOU DONT MOVE.    
 JAMES: THERES A ******* CREEPER BEHIND YOU TOO WE'RE GOING TO ******* DIE OH MY ************** RUN! RUN RUN RUN RUN RUUUUN!!! *****
BOB: QUICK PILLAR YOURSELF UP. ******** IT GOT ME ******. OH **** IM ALMOST DEAD, FOR GET THE LAVA I HAVE TO GO BACK *******
JAAAAMES: ****** MY PIC AXE BROKE I CANT GET DOWN FROM MY PILLAR. DONT LEAVE ME TO DIE.
BOB: ********
at this point they both jumped out of their chairs. i couldn't write more down after that because it was 90% swearing and grunting. the other 10% was them making weird noises with their mouth. anyways, after some time, they both made it safely back to their home, until i guess they found a skeleton inside their house and Bob threw his mouse across the room. then, from what i heard, they both died.
a few minutes after their deaths, they seemed to calm down. well i can't say for sure because i left to the seat on the far opposite side of the class in an attempt to avoid them. then i just quietly listened to my music, finished the game i was creating at the time, and then just played a game of tetris.

the moral of the story is, dont do drugs.