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realchic1999 · 04-11-2003, 01:36 AM

Wednesday, 8:51 am. Mr. Moore zips into class, late again, and the class is sitting around moping.

Mr. Moore: What's with the down looks? Today, we're going to learn about the Civil Rights Movement of the 60s!

(the class moans)

Mr. Moore: Okay, let's talk.

Eric: Forget 'em! These nerds are just upset because no one in their right minds would date them.

Alan: Oh, Eric! Please! I know there are mobs of young women that would want to date me. They're just intimidated by my striking good looks.

Dennis: Yeah, and your boring personality.

(Alan gives a look.)

Mr. Moore: Well, did you ever think about pursuing the people you're interested in?

Arvid: I couldn't do that! I'd just hyperventilate! Every time I think of Lori, I, uh...(gasping) NEED AIR!

Sarah: Arvid, calm down. Think of mathematics. You know, like the Pythagorean Theorem!

Arvid: (cooling down) Oh, math! My savior. Oh, Lori...

Sarah: Arvid...

Arvid: A-squared + B-squared...

(Mr. Moore walks over to Jawaharlal.)

Mr. Moore: Now, you seem really depressed.

Jawaharlal: When I came to this country, I thought that I'd meet so many interesting people -

Class: What are we to you?

Jawaharlal: You all are a unique group of people -

Class: Awwwwwwwww.

Jawaharlal: But I feel like such a stranger in this country. Like I will never be able to meet anyone outside of this tiny classroom. I mean, I try hard to fit in, but outside of here is a world of guys who are beefsteaks and jock straps.

Eric: You mean beefcakes and...never mind.

Jawaharlal: Anyway, I just want to meet a girl who is nice and kind. Someone who I could hold the doors for -

Simone: Jawaharlal, that is sooooooo romantic.
(The other girls, except for little Janice, swoon.)

Jawaharlal: And return my kindness to.

Mr. Moore: Well, Jawaharlal, there are many fish in the sea. Now's time for you to swing that pole and make a catch.

Eric: Great. Cliches Gone Bad.

Janice: Give me a break! How do you think I feel? I don't have anyone to choose from because I'm around you old fogeys all the time!

(The class rolls their eyes and sighs.)

Janice: And besides. A boyfriend?! Ewwwwwwwww!

{Someone continue this!}

04-11-2003, 01:36 AM	#1
realchic1999 Embrace nothingness! Forum Regular Join Date: May 23, 2001 Posts: 719	HOTC Role Play: The Dating Game Wednesday, 8:51 am. Mr. Moore zips into class, late again, and the class is sitting around moping. Mr. Moore: What's with the down looks? Today, we're going to learn about the Civil Rights Movement of the 60s! (the class moans) Mr. Moore: Okay, let's talk. Eric: Forget 'em! These nerds are just upset because no one in their right minds would date them. Alan: Oh, Eric! Please! I know there are mobs of young women that would want to date me. They're just intimidated by my striking good looks. Dennis: Yeah, and your boring personality. (Alan gives a look.) Mr. Moore: Well, did you ever think about pursuing the people you're interested in? Arvid: I couldn't do that! I'd just hyperventilate! Every time I think of Lori, I, uh...(gasping) NEED AIR! Sarah: Arvid, calm down. Think of mathematics. You know, like the Pythagorean Theorem! Arvid: (cooling down) Oh, math! My savior. Oh, Lori... Sarah: Arvid... Arvid: A-squared + B-squared... (Mr. Moore walks over to Jawaharlal.) Mr. Moore: Now, you seem really depressed. Jawaharlal: When I came to this country, I thought that I'd meet so many interesting people - Class: What are we to you? Jawaharlal: You all are a unique group of people - Class: Awwwwwwwww. Jawaharlal: But I feel like such a stranger in this country. Like I will never be able to meet anyone outside of this tiny classroom. I mean, I try hard to fit in, but outside of here is a world of guys who are beefsteaks and jock straps. Eric: You mean beefcakes and...never mind. Jawaharlal: Anyway, I just want to meet a girl who is nice and kind. Someone who I could hold the doors for - Simone: Jawaharlal, that is sooooooo romantic. (The other girls, except for little Janice, swoon.) Jawaharlal: And return my kindness to. Mr. Moore: Well, Jawaharlal, there are many fish in the sea. Now's time for you to swing that pole and make a catch. Eric: Great. Cliches Gone Bad. Janice: Give me a break! How do you think I feel? I don't have anyone to choose from because I'm around you old fogeys all the time! (The class rolls their eyes and sighs.) Janice: And besides. A boyfriend?! Ewwwwwwwww! {Someone continue this!}