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So this is part of that other semi-autobiographical story I'm writing. It's mostly comedy, but it does have some serious stuff in it. Lots of strong language in it so be warned. Well that's the foreword. Hope you enjoy.

Old Van Rorie's book of Practical Cats

Chapter 2

At the Station

I was walking to German class, the last fucking class of the day. Fuck I didn't want to go to German. It's not that I'm bad at it; in fact I'm the second best speaker in the class, but I hate the fucking idiots in the class. Most of them are stupid sophomores who took the class as a blow off thing. Fucking morons. I sat down at my usual table waiting for the rest of the furs to get there. Nay-Nay got there first, He was a black cat with a white patch on his left eye, making him look almost surprised all the time.

"I fucking hate the retards in this class." Nay-Nay said as he set his stuff down beside me and sat down.

"Join the fucking club, these people piss me off so damn much." I replied to him.

"I swear I'm just going to get a gun one day, keep it in the front of my waist, and the first mother fucker that pisses me off is getting blown the fuck away." He replied motioning pulling a pretend gun out of his front waistband.

"Dude first off don't keep it at your crotch, you'll shoot your dick off when you try to un-holster it. Keep it in the small of your back."

Rev picked that time to walk in and sat down at his spot asking.

"Who's getting their dick shot off?"

"Nay-Nay if he doesn't keep his imaginary gun in the small of his back."

"Fine I'll keep it at the small of my damn back happy?"

"Not until you kill these stupid mother fuckers" I retorted.

"God I hate the people in the class." Rev said joining us.

Abba walked in next interrupting what we were going to say with ecstatic news.

"Did you guys hear Mr. Bates entered a plea today?"

"Oh yeah, I read that in the paper." I answered her.

Everyone turned and looked at me funny like they couldn't believe that I read a real life printed newspaper. But you know what they could go fuck themselves. Damn it Abba walked into the story so fast I didn't introduce her yet. So Abba is a calico cat with just absolutely beautiful coloring (And I also have a crush on her so shhhhhh no telling). Any way back to the main story about sex offenders and what not.

"Yeah he pleaded guilty to two counts of first degree sexual assault. He's getting twelve years in prison and thirteen years suspended sentence, plus he has to register as a sex offender now. That's what he gets for fucking with two students though." I explained to the others.

"I like how all last year we made jokes about him secretly sleeping with students and then it came true." Rev commented.

"I know right, but he was really damn creepy as a school counselor." Nay-Nay added.

"Yeah really damn creepy." I agreed.

The conversation ended as worksheets were passed around to the class. Of course most of the class were dumb asses and just complained about it, it pissed me off enough to yell at the really stupid one. The leader of their primitive tribe was a lion named Spinner, it pissed me off that he was in the same genus as me.

"HEY, Spinner, how about shutting the fuck up so some of us can learn." I yelled at him, since the teacher was out of the room making copies of some paper.

"Why do we have to learn this anyway it's so stupid." He responded to me in a low unintelligent voice.

"Because this is fucking school, you fucking moron and that's what we're here to do."

"That still doesn't answer why." He said that last sentence like a dumbass he thought he came up with something clever.

I am taking this mother fucker down a notch I said to myself in my head.

"Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die." I replied coolly to him.

"That doesn't even make sense you retard." He said in the same low unintelligent voice in which he always spoke.

"Spinner, if you can't even figure that out then you're even more of a dumb ass then you look, and you look like a big enough dumbass as it is."

At that I relatively pacified him and returned to conversation at the table. They all kind of stared at me a little, making me rather uncomfortable.

"So who said that anyway, because I've heard it somewhere else?" Rev asked.

"My good friend Alfred Lord Tennyson is who you have to thank for that particular quote, though I admit he was talking about soldiers in the military when he said that." I said illuminating the mystery.

"It's almost terrifying that you know all these quotes." Nay-Nay said to me impressed.

"No, No real terror is when you wake up one morning and realize that your high school class is running the country. Kurt Vonnegut (Jr.) said that one by the way." I replied.

Then the teacher came in and we had to start doing actual work. Fuck working, just fuck it.