Skinner: Um, ladies and gentlemen, the unthinkable has happened.
Some sick, twisted individual has stolen every teacher's
edition in this school.
Teacher: What'll we do!?
Ms. K: Declare a snow day!
Teacher: Does anyone know the multiplication table?
Skinner: No, please, don't panic. [peers out the window] They can
smell fear.
-- Make no sudden movements, "Separate Vocations"