SPEAKING ITALIAN

I'm a scolding school teacher trying to get some History of Art in those little heads when my class seems to disappear. Alarmed, I look for them: they have shrunk! At first, I'm afraid of what will happen now, but I decide to stomp them, destroy them, they are so little, there will be no proof of their existence! I unfasten my decolletés, eager to feel their little bodies explode under my weight. I insult them in Italian as I destroy them to pieces. One manages to escape, I pick him up, seeming to be nice at first, but then I pick apart his limps, to end up chewi... Show more