081613 #worm So it comes time for my class, right, and after all is said and done I did manage to prepare some; I actually kind of got excited about it. I had all my tubes with rolled-up posters, my kite, my butterfly nuts, and something, and I waltzed into the jail school room all ready to fly off the wall and be average to above average, and maybe inspire some greatness and then meekly refuse to take credit for it—sly—but then guess what?