Father Christmas' adventures in biology
based on an idea by El, Suze & Helen.
Contributed to by Mrs whats her name.
Wheeler. Yes.
Once upon a time Father Christmas was sitting in his two-bedroom house in the North Pole. It was, I don't know, October? September? Around that time anyway, so he didn't really have much to do. Suddenly he had an idea.
"I'll do a photosynthesis experiment!" he said, and leapt up immediately to do so.
However, because he went to a comprehensive school and therefore couldn't sing in latin,* he totally screwed up the experiment. He took readings at irregular times and didn't notice the anomalies that cropped up. Because Father Christmas is in fact malevolently evil, he had another idea.
"I'll send these results to those people at Wycombe High who sing in latin, damn them! These screwed up results will have no relevance to the actual results obtainable in their coursework experiment whatsoever, and I may even send their teacher (Mrs Wheeler, one of my minions) into a state of frantic insanity! It's so simple yet so cunning!"
So he posted these results off to Wycombe High, High Wycombe, and his evil plan was fulfilled just as he planned.
Damn.
* Thanks Mrs C for that stereotype
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