a scottish man teaching art

My science class...how do I explain it? Well...it's a little bit like a 65 year old scottish farmer teaching an art class. Absolutly hysterical...but after awhile you just start to miss the point and are lost in a string of accents are hillarious hand gestures. Tools and method...well...what can you expect from a class with that sort of name...(no there is absolutly nothing sexual about that class and even though your brain may be tempted to wander off into dirty thoughts stay with me for a second). It is a branch of from physics pretty much...it's an excuse for more homework. YUCK!...thats all i need more of the HW...Sounds like some kind of really stupid drug..."Hey dude....i have have he HW....you got the money?" I have to remind myself to return my friend James's movie to him...Robin Williams live on Broadway...which by the way i highly suggest you pick up eventually....freakin' hysterical... the opening line of "OH YES MY LITTLE SALMON HEADED FRIEND!" sets the mood i must say.