Week 13 – Salacious and Squalid Submariners

On this glorious day, we spent our precious time sanding the hull down to the correct proportions so that the edges would appear flush. We also made sure not to take any lip from the two halves of the sub, although one was giving us more trouble than the other. Once we put that troublemaker in its place, it was upwards and onwards … to do what we truly came for: that is, to vocalize our distaste of the others work performance and throw a litany of curses each others way. Isn’t groupwork fun.

Once we had sufficiently put each other down and were feeling better about ourselves, we waved random objects around and sometimes banged loudly on the table to give off the impression that things were getting accomplished. In a rare, marked show of unity, we were able to deftly come together and make an impressive cacophony of successively louder noises when Mr. Baker entered the room to enhance this effect, which seemed to impress him greatly. Upon his departure, we had a moment’s reprise to enjoy the cheap thrill of Mr. Baker’s folly, but the laughter quickly faded when we suddenly recalled that we were surrounded by primitive , backstabbing troglodytes. Glancing menacingly at one another, displays of teeth and primitive grunts followed by  menacing bodily language somehow gave us the idea that we would be meeting on a non school day to repeat this process all over again, in futility.

This only added to our malaise and after some shuffling around in randomized, concentric circles and bumping into furniture, we mistakenly uncovered a treasure trove of uneaten candy corn and filthy garbage, beneath said furniture, which we were quick to blame on each other. Once again, Mr. Baker entered the room and after verbally accosting him all at once and assuring him we had the functioning capacity greater than grade school children, he left muttering under his breath. Again, we felt a grand sense of sycophantic self-importance and decided that it had been one of our most productive days in recent memory. Exhausted and confused from a long day of procrastinating, we skittered away awkwardly.