Guys, I had a dream. Some crazy stuff like out of a Harry Potter movie.
All us tattlers, we’re in a school hall, and Principal Shiv is up on the stage and she’s not a happy camper.
“WHO AMONGST YOU IS MY ONE TROLL” bellows Principal Shiv, spit flying into the front row.
Silence
“I DEMAND TO KNOW WHICH ONE OF YOU HAS SET UP 500 EMAIL ADDRESSES TO SPREAD LIES ABOUT ME ON TATTLE” she roars, bits of Pepperoni from last nights Dr. Oetker now reaching as far back as the third row.
Silence
But then one tattler stands up. “I’M YOUR ONE TROLL PRINCIPAL SHIV”
“MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOW I’VE GOT YOU” cackles Principal Shiv, but just as she was about to contact the police to report this hate crime, another tattler stands up!
I’M YOUR ONE TROLL PRINCIPAL SHIV! You’ll have to have me arrested too!
Then another brave tattler stands up, then another, and another until all 500 of us (one for each point she allegedly got in the LC) are on our feet.
Principal Shiv is deeply shaken and just as she is about to unleash total fury on the room by making everyone watch her do Yoga in slow motion… I woke up.