Yes it Does
Part LXXXIV
Yes Teaches Math
Yes was inhaling chalk dust when his head and the bell rang. On this day, Yes was serving as the eighth grade substitute math teacher at Finkus Valley High School.
“It does. Does it. Does yes does it. Yes it Does,” he said with the law firmly laid. The typical student frolicking would not be tolerated in Yes’s class that day. He was stern, strict, bitchy, and the hardest of asses.
“What?” asked a student. Yes brought the student up to the front. He took off his shoes and socks and licked the kid’s toe jam. “Hey, dammit! This has nothing to do with numbers, digits, integers, or chalkboard stuff.”
That’s true. Yes decided that the students needed to learn how to create number lines. He drew a bunch of lines on the chalkboard. Take a look:
Mr. Bile is the biggest fucking shithead to ever crap on this fucking piece of shit we call Earth (or Mother Bitch to Tim’s ass).
During the lesson, Matt stuck his hand down his pants and yanked. Tim, who was sitting next to him and watching him carefully, had the urge to feel too.
“Does! Yes it Does!” Yes ousted the two busybodies from the room.
So Matt ad libbed, the students exploded, Yes developed Yellow Fever, and Tim chewed on a goiter.