The World Inferno Friendship Society and I Am No Longer Afraid To Die
"Hello, 911? I have my head stuck in a honey jar. Yes. Yes. Yes, just like Winnie the Pooh. I know."
"Bonjour classe, comment allez-vous aujourd’hui?"
"Très mauvais, madame, un fantôme mangé mon chien."
That’s what it’s like to be in your French III class the day after a ghost ate your dog. It’s very unlikely that this would ever happen, but this is exactly what it would be like. You don’t get to miss class if a ghost eats your dog.