Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for September 13, 1992

Transcript:

luann: dear diary: question: what 3 little words make your heart pound, your palms sweat, your vision blur and your knees turn to much? luann: answer: "back to school" dad: how's the new school year look, luann? got some good teachers? luann: well let's see... brad: "good teacher" is an oxymoron, dad. luann: I have dillworth for social studies. brad: i had her. she's a witch you can't even breathe without asking permission. luann: i have lochridge for typing. brad: lochridge? he was ready to retire when i had him. whadda they do, wheel him in on a cart? luann: for science i have hamilton. brad: uh-oh. he's a test maniac. you'll probably fail that class. luann: for math i have mcclean brad: "mean mcclean the homework king" well, you can kiss your spare time goodbye. luann: and i have cunningham for english. brad: oh jeez. she's the weirdest teacher i ever had. dad: brad don't have any of those teachers, hon. luann: i know. i made up the last three. brad: cunningham has this hook...