Mr Garisson: Let's start the day with a few new math problems. What is five times two?...
Come on childer don't be shy, just give it your best shot...
Yes Clyde?
Clide: Twelve?
Mr Garisson: Okay, now let's try to get an answer from someone who's not a complete retard... Anyone?
C'mon don't be shy...
Kyle: I think I know the answer Mr Garisson.
Eric: Mi mi mi mi mi mimi mimi mimimi!
Kyle: Shutup! Fatboy!
Eric: Hey! Don't call me fat, you f%cking jew!
Mr Garisson: ERIC! Did you just say the f-word?!
Eric: Jew?
Kyle: No, he's talking about f%ck, you can't say f%ck in school you f%cking fat-ass!
Mr Garisson: KYLE!
Eric: Why the f%ck not?!
Mr Garisson: ERIC!
Stanley: Dude, you just said f%ck again!
Mr Garisson: STANLEY!
Kenny: F..k!
Mr Garisson: KENNY!
Eric: What's the big deal? It doesn't hurt anybody! F%ck-f%ckedy-f%ck-f%ck-f%ck!
Mr Garisson: ERIC! How would you like to go see the school-coucelour!?
Eric: How would you like to suck my balls!?
Mr Garisson: WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?
Eric: Oh, I, I, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, actually what I said was...
[grabs megaphone]
Eric: HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO SUCK MY BALLS, MR GARISSON!?
Stanley: Holy sh%t dude!