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Yeah, Louise, he's not just a teacher,
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he's the head of the science fair.
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He must be swimming in women.
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Don't worry about Blevins.
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I can play him like a fiddle.
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A strange, puffy fiddle with a ponytail and a sad butt.
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Louise, shouldn't you just do a new project,
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- like you're supposed to? - Why?
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Um, I don't know, to learn something?
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You learn something.
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Okay honey, good luck with your volcano.
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What are you two kooks doing?