"You can't cheat in her class because no one knows the answers.
His class was like milk, it was good for 2 weeks.
Houston, we have a problem. Space cadet of a teacher, isn't quite attached to earth.
I would have been better off using the tuition money to heat my apartment last winter.
Three of my friends got A's in his class and my friends are dumb.
Emotional scarring may fade away, but that big fat F on your transcript won't.
Evil computer science teaching robot who crushes humans for pleasure.
Miserable professor - I wish I could sum him up without foul language.
Instant amnesia walking into this class. I swear he breathes sleeping gas.
BORING! But I learned there are 137 tiles on the ceiling.
Not only is the book a better teacher, it also has a better personality.
Teaches well, invites questions and then insults you for 20 minutes.
This teacher was a firecracker in a pond of slithery tadpoles.
I learned how to hate a language I already know.
Very good course, because I only went to one class.
He will destroy you like an academic ninja.
Bring a pillow.
Your pillow will need a pillow.
If I was tested on her family, I would have gotten an A.
She hates you already."
