New Template

I didn't want our blogs looking to similar so... I changed this one to a more McLaughlin friendly colour scheme. It still has orange and now looks more like that countryside that Mr McLaughlin contructed from the waste of human destruction...

"...folks, if you listen to this nonsense, I'll throw you all off a
cliff!..."

Heh

Mr McLaughlin applies for a job (thanks AGB!)!

"...Howdy there folks. I want a job in this here working establishment. Where do
I sign up, I say sign up? [I felt like making him a Texan for this post, in case
you were wondering...]..."

[Manager comes out and inspects what seems
remarkably like a Texan Hobo standing by his front desk]

"...uh, yes, of
course you can have a job. But, you, err, need to be able to speak fluent Dutch
first..."

[McLaughlin puffs up proudly and says]

"Ah, I speak
excellent Dutch [spiels off a load of Dutch]..."

[Manager looks
worried...]

"Uh, no, you have to be able to speak double Dutch..."

[McLaughlin suddenly becomes crestfallen]

"...Awh, but it took
me a darn tootin' hundred, I say hundred, years to learn single Dutch.
Goddamit!"

[Actually believes it and goes off, only then to post a
message on a local notice board. It read...]

"...Howdy y'all. I'm
searchin' the lands for a Double Dutch teacher to teach me how to say 'Never
mind your stupid Double Dutch, I say pistols at dawn...'..."...

I wonder...

I wonder if Mr McLaughlin was as old as he claimed. No, seriously, although 250 years old seems odd, think about it. He could pronounce 'Llanfair...' and he could speak fluent Dutch, yet he was teaching Graphic design at a High School. Bizarre. He could have at least taught Dutch. [Shrug].

(This epic story is dedicated to Baldylocks, to whom this severe and unusual punishment was dealt.)

"...Folks, when I was in Holland, I went to a cafe and I saw Vincent van Gogh
and I-"

[Baldylocks sneezes and Mr McLaughlin
shoots him an evil glare]

"...Gezund Heit, as we say in Spain [glare
fading away to a grin]. So, I said, Vincent, ol' Vincent, would you like a
drink? He said-"

[Baldylocks sneezes again]

"...come on ******,
don't play around [Baldylocks is about to protest his innocence when the story
continues]. And he said, no, I've-..."

[Baldylocks sneezes a couple of
times. Mr McLaughlin, in a hissing rage, turns on
him.]

"... NOW NOW, sir, I EXPECT BETTER FROM MY OWN CLASS. I'LL SEE YOU
AT MY ROOM, 3.25, T1..."

[Baldylocks protests 'But sir...']

"NOPE, I'LL SEE YOU IN MY Room, 3.25, T1."

['But']

"RIGHT, SIR, I'LL SEE YOU THERE TOMORROW AS WELL. Oh, did I ever tell
you about the time I met the Queen of England. Stunning it was. Quite
stunning..."

Oh, I just need to mention this, to prevent myself infringing any copyright. Both Mr McLaughlin and the Dutch Football team are Copyright of PmC. :)

"Sayonara, as we say in French!"

Making fun of him! Part the second!

Well as promised, for all of the comments we got I'll tell you the second part of the story. Maho!

Ok, now where was I.....

So Mr. McLaughlin calls me over and he says: "***** (Note the absence of the 'young' in front of the name, he means business baby!) I don't find it very funny that you want to do that behind my back, I'd think much better of you if you were to do that to my face. Do you want to say anything?" Ok I'll admit, as he said that, several stupid comments came to mind, but hey! I'm not stupid, I didn't say them of course, I just shook my head. "Alright then, go back to the stationary shop then."

So...My first telling off by Mr. McLaughlin, needless to say, the first thing I did when I got back was jump and ajust my tie. XD Things like this go right over my head.

Once again, thanx for the comments *Throws confetti* but if you do want to leave them, refer to the previous post! Maho!

^. .^ <----Cat.

Don't use our names, dammit!!!!

Fan #2: On this blog, we are uber careful not to go and use our names (note the *** and slightly excessive use of pronouns and references such as 'a brave student' or 'Fan #1/2). As much as we appreciate the comments, try not to use our names or we're dead meat!!! However, thanks for all of the comments, we really appreciate it and keep it up - you're our new fanbase!!! THANK YOU!!! (I'd just like to say sorry to Matt G and Wall for deleting their comments, but safety first, as O Great One often said!!!)

Fan #1: Salt Bagels, Maho!

Fan #2: Hmm... Anyway, back to the Duality that is Human existance, Mr McLaughlin is alive and well in our minds and would like to contribute too.

"... Well folks, I'd like to say, STUNNING! I hate you all and sentance you
to severe deaths by being thrown off a cliff! You know, in my day they used to
do that. Anyone that didn't listen to a teacher was thrown off a cliff!!
[Uh-hoo]..."

Fan #1: This is how we blog it, McLaughlin style!!!

Fan #2: Heh.

Run and hide 'cos he can see you.

YES!!!! It's him!!! Thank you for all of the comments as well. Fantastic, or should I say STUNNING!

Come on, Matthew left a comment, why can't anyone else!!!

This post is for all of you miserable people that can't be bothered contributing!!!
Contribute please! Anyone who does gets a post dedicated to them ~(and a cyber-cookie, cos Fan #1 is just eager to give them away)!! =)

"... Young *****! I expect to see some work from you in the next few minutes! But in the meantime, feel free to prat around on my laptop. It's shiny and ooh, look at this! I discovered a whole pack of three thousand fonts!!! I'm now going to interupt the lesson and teach you what each font looks like, so in the future you can say 'Mr McLaughlin showed me that font and for that I call him O' Great One''. Hmmmm....

[He idly clicks on several fonts and gasps with amazment to find that they only differ in the height of each letter].

["Uh, sir," one boy points out, to the various groans of disappointment from every other living organism on Earth, everyone one of which are currently dying of boredom, "Why are all of them the same?"]

"...sir they are not that same!! How dare you. You can stay behnind at 3:25, my room, T1 and we'll go through each one of them!"

Everyone laughed at stupid boy... How stoooopid!!!

If anyone is wondering why someone spelt the word stupid like 'stoooopid' it was because Fan #1 had a randon sugar rush and decided that it would be more appropriate. (Yep I sure did! Maho!)

If like me, you don't have the slightest idea what 'Maho' means, then fear not. Neither does Fan #1 ( Much to contradict me, she has decided that she does know what Maho means, but it is completely irrelevant and I just don't care...)
(Fan #1 says: Watch 'Pani Poni Dash!' to understand Maho!)

Making fun of him!

Wow! 2 posts in one day, dun dun duh! Hi all, this is the aformentioned Fan #1 speaking (typing technically) doing a little add-on to the previous post about one instance that sticks out in my mind....

Myself and Fan #2 were sitting at the Stationary Shop during lunchtime
and I was doing one of my Mr. McLaughlin impressions.
Believe me, I'm a seasoned pro at these impressions, when I do
them I do them well. I don't like to brag.....Who am I kidding? I LOVE to brag!
I do the voice, the cough, the hand guestures, even the little jump and fix the
tie thing he did. Now it just so happened that while I was doing an impression
Mr. McLaughlin walked past and saw me. He must not have been as clueless as he
looked, since he cottened on that I was doing an impression of him. "Young
******," he said "Do you think it's funny to be doing impressinons of me?"
What would YOU have done in this situation? "I don't expect to see you
doing impressions like that again." After that he started to walk off, and I
(like the crazy, homicidal, fool that I am) decided to do an impression for the
road....BIG MISTAKE!!

It just so happened that as I jumped up and did the tie fixx-y thing, the guy turns around! So he calls me over and he says.... Wanna know what he said? Then comment people! WE NEED COMMENTS!!!

Snappy remarks

As he was so gullible and easy to make fun of (sorry if you're reading this, ew don't mean it...) Fan #1 often made several rather snide remarks which he often didn't get. I'm going relive a couple of those conversations...

Number 1

Fan #1: [Upon hearing Mr McLaughlin rant on about how he has bird flu for at least the 10th time that day] Mr McLaughlin, how do you spell Hypochondriac?

Mr McLaughlin: Young ******(Fan #1's name), I believe that it is spelt H-Y-P-O-C-H-O-N-D-R-I-A-C.

Fan #1: I thought so, I justread it and was making sure it was right. Does the word mean anything to you?

Mr McLaughlin: Uh, young ******, I think that it's a person who says they're ill when they're not really.

Fan #1: [In amazement that he still hasn#t understood her implication] OK, er, thanks.

Odd, I'm sure you'll agree.

Number 2

[Fan #1 walked into the room, slightly late]

Mr McLaughlin: Young ******!

Fan #1: [Imitating his voice and pulling a face like his, at the front of the room, with everyone watching] Mr McLaughlin!

[The whole point of this was that he always referred to everyone as 'Young (insert name here)'. Even with the impersonation, he laughed and let Fan #1 sit down, totally unpunished. I gawped in disbelief!]

Remember folks, stay stunning!!! (I'm gunna try and upload a pic of Mr McLaughlin onto here sometime soon. Keep a look out!!!

Noooo... It's another Joke!! Run for Cover

Yup, I'm going to torture you all with another cruel, obnoxious Mr McLaughlin joke which I only remembered (or improvised upon, whichever) with the help of Bog Brush and a certain Wall. I'd like you all to remember, this one is their fault! (Oh and thanks for our comments! It's always cool to get a good review!).

"Uh... Right folks, [uh-hoo], one day in Holland, I was visiting a canal.
You see, I built that canal and I felt the need to tell everyone on every boat
that that was the case. Yup, I built it with the help of the Queen of England.
Now anyway, something really terrible happened you know. A red boat crashed
straight into a blue boat (sorry that the blue is a bit pale but you can't read it otherwise...) and do you know what folks? They were marooned..."

Yeah, it's awful, I know, but come on, give the guy a break. He was a 250 year-old reptile trying to cheer us up after giving us all break-time dets, which by the way, wasn't very fair... Stay Stunning!!!

Me and Bird Flu cough

"...I'd just like to say that anyone reading this blog is a disgrace, folks, A DISGRACE. [Uh-hooo] Oh dear, folks, [giggles], I think I ate too much chicken last night for my tee. My ol' wifey from Texas kept on telling me, Mr McLaughlin, you should in Chicken Boygers on Thoysdays anymore because you might get Bird Flu. Well, I thought she was only kidding but [uh-hoooo], it seems I've caught bird flu. Oh well, me and my bird flu cough folks. [Uh-hooo] [Shuffles tie to centre of shirt]

"...[Brings together thumb and forefinger menacingly, indicating that he wants a pencil]. Pencil People, Pencil. I need to do the register and I can't do it without a... Pencil People, Pencil!!! [Someone bravely puts their hand up to point out that he has an array of several pencils protruding mischievously from his shirt pocket]. Oh dear folks, those are my Graphics pencils. [In a whisper] I can't use those, no I can't, yes preciousss, no I mustn't, yes preciouss...

"...OK, well, I'll see you later folks. Now, stand up and put, I say, put your chairs under your tables. [Starts waving his hands around like a mad conductor at a classical music festival]. Off we go, [uh-hooo]