there was an aesop’s fable wayside stories and like…..good shit

susiephone:

dingdongyouarewrong:

dingdongyouarewrong:

remember the wayside school books those were fucked up

remember that one chapter where a new student came to the class and was wearing like 10 different raincoats and the teacher kept making him take off the raincoats one by one until they got down to the final layer and it was just a dead rat

how could we ever forget chapter nineteen of the first book, focusing on the nineteenth story and the teacher miss zarves:

“There is no Miss Zarves. There is no nineteenth story. Sorry.”