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#9635

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Dec. 16, 2021, 12:41 p.m.

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Schafer: So, if Mr. Clay's kids throw Play-Doh at each other, it would be Clay's Clays throwing clay at Clays.

#8861

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Jan. 5, 2021, 10:03 a.m.

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Schafer: But -- *you* -- are not made of blobs of clay

#7938

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Feb. 13, 2019, 7:05 p.m.

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//9th Clay, doing quiet work //Booyya stubs his finger on a desk Booyya: Ah, fuck! *Clay looks up and stares at Booyya for a few seconds* Booyya: Hi there.

#7545

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June 13, 2018, 11:02 p.m.

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//reading Romeo and Juliet, pd 9 Clay Student 1: Wait, lying is a sin, right? Then why does Friar Lawrence tell Juliet to pretend to be dead? Student 2: Why did he even agree to marry them in the first place? Clay: That's an excellent question. And the answer is... I don't know. Look, the plot is stupid, okay?

finally he speaks the truth

clay

#7332

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March 16, 2018, 10 p.m.

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Alan: So Gene's like a soda bottle, right? So there's a lot of pressure on him, and he gets kinda ... hard.

#7314

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March 9, 2018, 11:30 p.m.

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Clay: Yes, he was an artist and a rappist - no no no I meant rapper. Class: Rapist?! What

#7183

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Feb. 1, 2018, 5:52 p.m.

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Clay: Anyone want to share the story that they just wrote? //everyone raises their hand Clay: Your story can't be about death or torture or anything like that, by the way. //everyone lowers their hand

#7057

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Dec. 18, 2017, 10:56 a.m.

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//talking about his high school art class Clay: Once I did a project so badly that my teacher thought I was color-blind. So then she gave me sympathy A's for the rest of the year.

#7033

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Dec. 12, 2017, 6:55 p.m.

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Clay: As you can see, I wrote this model essay. It's flawless. A sentence from aforementioned essay: Her hope his agonized eyes would never again plead with me.

#6921

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Nov. 12, 2017, 9:59 p.m.

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Clay: So, as you can see from this data graph I made, 28 of you wrote stories about death and 0 of you wrote stories about life. //class smiles innocently Clay: Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with all of you.