One day we were hanging out at a “classy” bar downtown with the drama teacher who was teaching me and George fake fighting moves. We were asked to leave and went to a less classy bar where George trapped the drama teacher in the men’s room with an orange traffic pylon. When the thespian forced his way out of the toilet, he threw the pylon at George and we moved on to an even less classy bar.
—Mark Franks, English teacher at the South Carolina Governor’s School for the Arts and Humanities
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