"What... What in the world are you doing?!"
Tim and Casey reluctantly stopped kissing and looked at the opened door. To their surprise, it was none other than Mrs. Tracy Hill, their annoying fourth grade teacher.
"Oh crap! What is she doing here?" Tim hissed.
The old woman looked with absolute disgust at the two teens who were still embracing eacher. "What has the world come too? Have you no shame? Two boys kissing each other... this is depraved and wrong."
Casey shook his head, holding Tim even tighter. "Fuck off, you old bat! You wouldn't understand love if it hit you in the face!"
"Love?! You're calling this... abdomination "love"?! You're doomed to burn in hell forever!"
"That's hit!" Tim said, grabbing another soda and throwing it at the old, disgusted lady, leaving her completely soaked.
"Tim, that's..."
To their amazement, Mrs. Tracy started changing before their eyes.