trad arrives...
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just then a young woman lost her footing and fell over...
 
trad:"oh dear..."
 
 
woman, in fast spanish:"¡caminata lateral muda estúpida yo comeré su cara cuando consigo mis manos en él cómo puede cualquier persona hacer cualquier cosa en éste que el pighead era estúpido utilizar carboard como material de construcción!"
 
trad:"um, do you need help?"
 
woman:"::sigh:: yes, please..."
 
 
a few minutes later...
 
trad:" here you go."
 
woman:"thank you so much sir."
 
trad:"oh, just call me trad."
 
 
woman:"oh, you're that traveling action doll person. well, i'm allison shepard."
 
trad:"please to meet you. what are those papers for, if i'm not prying."
 
allison:"well, this year i will be indepantly be teaching my own class without being or having a teacher's aid. i'm so forgetful and clumsy that i usually leave everything to the last minute, but i decided to start early and get some papers photocopied...."
 
trad:"what will you be teaching?"
 
allison:" year 9 english. mainly cause i think our generation is becoming more illiterate due to l33t."
 
trad:"l33t?"
 
allison:"you know, those weird shothand stuff, like brb, lol and zomg..."
 
trad:"oh..."
 
 
trad thought: dang, are all teachers in jayfield built like this?
 
allison:"they're size sb3."
 
 
trad:"wha--?"
 
allison:"well, you were looking at them and so i thought i oughta tell you what size they were."
 
trad:"well.. er... you.. see.. i wasn't looking at them in that way."
 
allison:"well, what way were you looking at them then?"
 
trad:"um...er...erm..."

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