True story:
At the start of my freshman year in high school, we had a raw rookie English teacher, fresh out of school herself. On the third day of class, she passed copies of some sort of reading material around, and then had us, one at a time, read a passage out loud. When she asked Ricky, he simply replied "No.." The teacher was a bit confused, and asked him if he was lacking a copy. No, he calmly replied, I have one. Getting a bit flustered, she asked if he didn't know where on the page to start reading. Yes, he calmly replied, I know where you want me to start reading from, but I'm not in the 2nd grade and I don't need to read out loud... The class erupted in laughter, and the teacher yelled at Ricky to go to the principal's office, and Ricky's mild "OK" response as he headed for the door only added to both the laughter and the teacher's anger. Shaking her fists, she asked "WHY ARE YOU PEOPLE HERE??!!" Mike shouted out from the rear of the room "Because the rubber tore".
We had a new English teacher the next day.