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Sigger finally sighed, sinking a little in his chair. "Did I say what for? I'm feeling a little low today," he said, hoping to elicit a small display of feminine attention. "Oh," came the succinct and neutral reply. Prof. Sigger sighed again. "It was about my book report," continued Alona. "On..." "Rush Limbaugh," interrupted Prof. Sigger. "No." "Coca-Cola?" "No." "I need to find my horoscope.
PS. If you arnt getting back with me, can you give me back my Ugly Kid Joe CD? The most effective form of rhetorical persuasion ever devised "If at first you don't succeed, try, try, and try again. Then give up. There's no use being a damned fool about it." W.C. Fields "Hello!" cried Prof. Sigger, his voice drained of masculine resonance with panic.
"Frigging crybaby," muttered the boy. "I'll have you know !" bellowed Sigger, his voice cracking in a most un-John Wayne like fashion. "Now, now," began the Lab Coat Man. "So what's it going to be? More bad pizza?" "La dee da, la dee da! Never mind that I'm here! I think I'll just find a corner and sit here while you two carry on this most important of conversations." "Oh, no, Prof.
Denny looked up and stared at his colleague for a moment, who then disappeared. The clipboard fell to the floor. Kurt stared at the space before him that used to occupy Prof. Sigger. "Cool..." he whispered. Real Love "Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it." Song of Solomon 8:7
Just before she decided to give up, slow feet approached from the opposite side, then silence; with a dramatic turn of the knob, the door swung open. "Was this trip really necessary?" asked Prof. Sigger, blinking and brushing his oily, graying hair back into place. "These are your office hours," Alona replied. She nervously smiled, feeling the corners of her mouth twitch.
"Oh that doesn't mean I haven't been able to take a few notes, but I guarantee he'll be missing out on the entertainment for some time to come!" "Now that I've answered your questions, let me ask you " Prof. Sigger began. "No time. I have a number of errands to run. You'll find we're quite organized, once you've been here a while." "A while?" "Yes, this may take some time.
"Shut up!" the Lab Coat Man bellowed. "He shot me! If he had fired just a millisecond sooner..." "You'd be dead," Neoldner noted. "So what are you going to do about Forrester?" Prof. Sigger, huddled quietly in the corner, added: "Well, I for one am very glad that you escaped with only " "Shut up, both of you! I have to think!" There was yet another crisis.
"There is now," he replied. "All I did was send Sigger out of town for a little while. The rest is on him." "'Out of town'? You mean you were trying to make sure we didn't take him with us, weren't you?" "Don't tell me you weren't tempted." The Lab Coat Man considered this. "OK, I won't, because I was, if you understand me." Denny waved his hand as if to say: "Whatever."
Police are still searching for both Prof. Turgy K. Sigger and the student. A scream interrupted the newscaster, which acoustically channeled the shattered death of a priceless chandelier. To Tom's surprise, Alona had leaped from the couch and had grabbed his arms, forcing him to look directly into her eyes. "That's him! He just disappeared when I looked the other way!"
Somewhere in the darkened hall, a janitor coughed. "All right," conceded Prof. Sigger. "Come in." The carpet was smothered by leaning towers of textbooks. Papers lined the left side of the desk, above which was a small note card which read "To Be Graded." On the right side, the oak finish gleamed in the mid-morning light that pierced the Venetian blinds.
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