"MIDDLE SKOOL PRINCIPAL: THE GRIZZLED VETERAN VARIETY"
36 x 48 x 1.25 inches
Acrylic and oil on canvas
Ain't she a beauty ...
The next time you get in trouble I’m not going to call your mother. With my special principal’s voodoo I’m going to raise all of your ancestors from the dead and have them kick your butt.
If you don’t wash your hair this semester I’m going to projectile vomit into your backpack, your locker, your lunch pail, your laptop computer, and your mother’s mini van!
Sure, you can go on the field trip to Washington, D.C. … just don’t come back!
So, you thought tongue-licking Freddy on the face in language arts class was hilarious. What do you say I place you in all A.P. math classes for the rest of your life?
Ex-kyoooze me! Buster, if anybody’s a warthog from hell … it’s you!
Kayla! Calm down! I’m fairly sure that’s not your old cat you’re dissecting!
Tiffany, please stop jumping on the lunch tables and twerking … it’s making the boys very extremely nervous.
Why pop that enormous pimple? I think you’ve got the world record!
You say you want compassion and understanding? Then get down on your knees and beg.
Just go ahead and tell the truth. I … uh … swear you won’t be in trouble!
Sure, I’ll ask Mr. Farnsworth to ease up on you … but what’s in it for me?
Why would I transfer you out of Mrs. Jenkins' class? She loves making your life miserable!
You know, in some cultures sporting around a green tongue is a sign of intelligence. But not this one.
Your role in the school play as the village idiot … was perfect!
This would be a great school if it weren’t for the students!