**Observation of the day: The amount of crazy people with whom I have contact is directly proportionate to the amount of prescription drug coverage my insurance provides. God brings me all the crazy people because it only costs me $15 a month in anti-depressants and high blood pressure medicine.**
"Well I'm bipolar and havent taken my meds in a month or so. I keep thinking of killing my sister."
"I'm bipolar and right now I can't quit crying so I think you should take me home."
"I'm bipolar...that's why I pick convicts to get me pregnant. All my baby daddies are in prison."
"I'm bipolar, that's why I had sex with a midget and he got me pregnant."
"Well, I tried to kill myself this one time by jumping out of the window. Didn't work. I'm okay now, I just cut myself."
(All by different students)
"Well I flunked 3 class, big deal. Why don't I still get my grant money? WHAT? The government doesn't pay us to fail? WTF is wrong with you people?"
"Well, I need to go to Vegas to get married so I need my stifend."
"So you mean I have to payfor my books?"
"I was withdrawn from school because I just quit coming. When do I get my next stifend check?"
AND MY ALL TIME FAVORITE:
"Hey...you know you want some of dis! Come over miz patti and get some!"
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