One-Shots

Why Ford Pintos stopped being made...

Story no.2 here pls rate comment and enjoy:) For free Shop/Design and Tech. class:)

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Tuesday is both my favourite and most hated day. I love it because I have double Shop class, I hate it because of the teacher. Mr. Louis Parelli, the meanest, smelliest and most hated teacher in all of the school was unfortunately my Shop class teacher. His is a story you really must hear...

'Ms.Adams!!'

Here we go again, I thought sighing inwardly, so much for peace and quiet. 

Forcing myself to smile I replied,

'Yes Mr.Parelli? Is there a problem Sir?'

'What is this?' he sneered pointing to my project.

'Um...my project sir.'

'You call this a project? This is not a project, this is a piece of junk!!'

I gritted my teeth trying not to lose my temper. Taking a deep breath forced myself to think of calming things.A calming breeze, ice cream, puppies, music, cars..To hell with it!!!!!

'Mr.Parelli this project is the one you gave me and I followed all your instructions perfectly, its supposed to look like this.'

He smirked and said' If I say its wrong then its wrong got it?'

'Yes sir.'

'And if I say do it again what do you do?'

I gritted my teeth and said 'I do it again sir.'

'Good now get to work!'

Turning back to my project I was seething with anger. Just than I heard Mr.Parelli yelling,

'Get away from my car you hooligans!! Its a classic!!'

Yeah a classic alright, I thought, a classic ugly-ass car! I mean its a miracle the engine hasn't exploded yet...hmm maybe I can do something about that... I smiled evilly and quietly snuck out of class...

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Mr.Parelli sighed with relief as he slipped behind the wheel of his Ford Pinto and started the engine. These damn kids, he thought angrily, why can't they just do as their told and not give me any trouble? If it were up to me they would be beaten so hard they wouldn't be able to walk for a week!!

Just then a traffic light turned red and he slowed down and came to a stop next to a black Porsche 997 Turbo.  The driver of the Porsche revved his engine and Mr.Parelli suddenly felt angry. He rolled down his window and yelled,

'You call that a car? That is a piece of metal held together with glue!! This, this is a real car!!' he yelled pointing to his car. The driver said,

'Oh yeah you wanna bet on that piece of crap? Well bring it on!!'

Just then the light turned green and they both set off. Mr.Parelli gunned the engine and smiled smugly when he pulled ahead. A few metres later his car exploded. Poor Mr.Parelli didn't stand a chance. Later when the police would ask questions everyone would say that it had been his own fault and the police concluded that it was too much strain on the engine that caused it to explode.

The next day the principal delivered the ''sad'' news. Needless to say, no one was that upset and Shop class was a breeze with the new teacher. Smiling as I got in my cousin's car I gave him the box and told him,

'Bury it where no one will find it OK?'

'Sure thing cuz and remember I got your back so if you need anything else tell me OK?'

'Sure and thanks. See you around.'

'See you'

And with that I got out of the car and waved as until my cousin's black Porsche 997 Turbo was out of sight...

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Hope you enjoyed ! pls comment and tell me what you think and if you have a subject/teacher you hate pls tell and I will write a story on him