Herc Busts His Moves

Herc sat down at his desk, ready for another boring week of half-sleeping through class. Even though he was trained to keep a low profile and have infinite patience, he would be rather taking his boredom out on some kind of criminal. After a few minutes, the teacher walked in, looking very grumpy. Herc immediatly sat up straight. No matter what planet you were on, higher authority should be obeyed until it is overthrown, or at least stifled. The teacher stood in front of the desk and looked down at the students.

"Class," He said. "I would 'like' to remind you that the school dance is coming up. A warning though; don't even think of trying anything stupid, like asking someone totally out of your league, and them agreeing, and then you being totally staged up while they go with the popular guy and break your heart WHY, CINDY, WHHYYY???!!!!"

While the teacher was sobbing, Herc leaned towards Lisa and asked what was going on.

"According to ancient legend(the guy's past middle age), he asked a really popular girl, named Cindy, to the dance, and she said yes. Cindy never showed, and when he decided to just go, he found her dancing with a popular football jock. Nowdays, he has a breakdown every dance."

"Oooookaayy..." Herc said. "I've already said this before, but you humans confuse me."

The teacher started sobbing even louder, and his eyes were starting to look like the Hoover Dam if it ever got broken.

"Shouldn't we take him to the nurse's office or something?"

"Nah. He'll be fine in about a half hour."

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