Frazz by Jef Mallett for September 09, 2012
Transcript:
FRAZZ MY JEF MALLETT Caulfield Writes: Summer ends officially September twenty-second. Two-point-five weeks earlier this dumb assignment beckoned: A "What I Did All Summer" poem, when it is summer still. So I can't say what all I've done, but here is what I will: Since time is absolute and can't be hurried, slowed or halted, I won't let man-made dates leave my intelligence assaulted. I'll see your haughty effort to control the fourth dimension and raise my buttocks from this chair and file for an extension. Mrs. Olsen: It's going to be a long year. Frazz: Really? When does it end?
Actually, I think they are permanently stuck in second grade. More of a Groundhog Day movie situation. And you also have to realize that she was Fraz’s second grade teacher when he attended the school.