Of course it isn’t. Not when
I’m up against Lord and Lady Sad
Sack of Incompetence Manor.
This’ll be cake.She parts, popping a large bubble with her teeth.
I thought we didn’t assign her
any kids this year.
We didn’t.Will and Emma exit. SANTANA and BRITTANY walk through,on their cell phones.
We had Coach Sylvester last year.
She took us to some freak-ass
hunting lodge and set us loose
in the woods with only a knife.
I killed a boar. And then
I cried. A JOCK passes by, looks Brittany up and down, and wolf whistles. Santana instantly glares at him.SPLIT SCREEN CUT TO:TINA walks with MIKE, cell phone to her ear. MERCEDES ison the other line.
I’ve got Mr. Schue for a mentor.
Oh god, he’s going to make me
try a rap song. Do you think I
could pull off cornrows?
I’m gonna pretend you never