Little Pierre

One day during class, the teacher asked her students:
"Ok children, who can give me a sentence using the word of the week?" The word was Ozenall.

Well of course little Pierre's hand shoots straight up. The teacher, knowing how Pierre's answers are always crude, picks little Jenny.

Jenny: When my brother fell down and scraped his knee, mommy put some ozenall on it, and make it all better.

Teacher: Ah! Very good Jenny, you get a sticker.

Well, this enraged poor little Pierre, he had waited weeks for a word to come up that he could actually use, and he wanted that shiny sticker oh so badly.

The days of the week went by so fast. Come friday morning, little Pierre just couldnt hold it in anymore. Question time rolled around, and little Pierre was standing on his desk with his hand in the air. Throughout the week the other children had used their answers and nobody else put up their hand, except Pierre.

Teacher: Ok, Pierre, lets hear your answer.

Pierre: Last weekend me and my fadder were watching du 'ockey game and my mudder, she was vacuuming. My fadder 'e said to 'er, e say "You better shut off dat fucking vacuum right now, or I'm gonna shove it up your ass, fucking 'ozenall!

Well, needless to say poor little Pierre never did get that shiny gold sticker.