Hobo Teacher’s school is having a paper-recycling drive. Seems like a fine idea, except that there are now “piles and piles” of paper stacked in the classrooms—which only adds to Hobo’s oft-referenced fear of a grand plot against teachers (himself in particular):
I know I’ve said this before, but this just confirms my suspicion that administration gets some black ops training. This has to be some sort of torture that they’re conducting. It’s like they’re trying to mess with my senses by giving me a dreadful teaching environment. I’ve got to keep an eye on the piles at all times, in case of a paper avalanche or something. The next thing you know they’ll cut the power and blast Twisted Sister into my room.
(I’m sorry: This guy cracks me up for some reason.)