Crash Course - Reading

If you remember from a previous comic, the teacher in this class couldn't seem to comprehend what he was looking at when he would read the textbook. It was as if you were listening to babelfish translate another language into English and proceed to try dictating it to you. Luckily for all of us a solution was found for this unbearable problem.

Trav, how smart you were. Hearing his raspy smoker's voice while he read the textbook was like hearing angels sing in comparison to the indecipherable sentences constantly flowing out of the teacher's mouth. After Trav's ingenious proclamation we all took turns reading a paragraph or chapter, which actually forced everyone to stay focused for once.

Crash Course - Dogs and Cats

 Most of the people in this class I was forced to participate in got along fairly well. The only two who didn't share the same mutual accord were Trav and Dash. They were able to socialize and be normal people outside of class, since Trav was like that with just about anybody, but during class Dash was generally more of an idiot than when not in the classroom.

What actually happened during this incident was more along the lines of Dash arguing with the teacher and then saying something along the lines of "At least I don't act like that gender confused dude over there", which of course caused Trav to retaliate. They started yelling at each other, calling each other names, and pointing out each other's inequities. It was an interesting sight to behold.

Crash Course - Rambling

This comic is going to sound awkward because I draw my life stories using animals. It's easier to build characters based upon animals considering a lot of people have similar traits, such as people who look like their pets. The bad part is this comic refers to animals in it because this was an actual conversatin during one of the classes. Just look past the fact that there are dogs in this and it'll make perfect sense. (Or you can still think of them as dogs and your perception of this class will be possibly funnier.)

More than half of the classes resulted in these discursive conversations. Why couldn't we focus on the textbooks and get done with the classes faster? The attention span in this class was similar to a five year old with a remote and 500 channels of garbage to filter through

Crash Course - Teim Two Reed

This was fun to witness as soon as the class started.

He couldn't seem to read the words he was looking at. I don't know if that's how he would read books when he wasn't reading out loud, yet during this class we were all in shock at how he couldn't dictate the lessons in proper manner. Supposedly he had some type of hypertension issue, so maybe, just maybe, that caused him focusing issues. Whatever the cause, trying to comprehend what you were reading in the obviously poorly written textbooks was made twice as difficult when the teacher would read more than half of the lessons incorrectly.