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  • Mr. Grant: Good morning, class. Mrs. Martin won't be in today. She has brongcitus. So, I'll be filling in her until she returns.

  • Brtiney-Ann: That's wonderull, Mr. Grant. On behave everyone here. I like to welcome you here to our class.
  • Mr. Grant: Thank you, Britney-Ann. Now then, did Mrs. Martin leave you with the home assignments.

  • Mr. Grant: That's it for today. Don't forget your Geography assignments.

  • Mr. Grant: I'm glad you enjoy it, Britney-Ann.

  • Mr. Grant: I'll see you later, BG.

  • Alex: What was that about?
  • BG: Who knows. I didn't know and I didn't care. What are you making, Dad?
  • Jeffrey: Oh. it's traditional Jamaica dish. It's call the Jer Chicken. It smells yummy, huh.
  • George: It smells yucky.
  • Charlotte: George. Uh, BG, would you mind setting the table?

  • Charlotte: Five places. Please, we're having Mr. Grant as our guest tonight.

  • Jeffrey: Yeah, yeah. He bought his dog from the clinic. Everyday.
  • Charlotte: And your father could it resist bragging about world famous Jer Chicken.

  • Mr. Grant: Hello, BG. May I come in?

  • Mr. Grant: Did Bg mention that I'm filling in Mrs. Martin this week?
  • Charlotte: No, she didn't.

  • Mr. Grant: By the way, how did you make out with your Geography homework, BG?
  • Charlotte: I didn't know you had homework?

  • Charlotte: You know the rules.
  • Mr. Grant: Sorry, BG. Looks like I let the cat out of the bag.
  • Charlotte: That's quite alright, Mr. Grant.
  • Mr. Grant: Please, please. Come me, Tyrone.

  • Gad: BG, did you watch the DVD?

  • Mr. Grant: Correct. Very good, BG.
  • Gad and Alex: Huh?
  • BG: I'll do that for you.
  • Mr. Grant: Why, thank you, BG.
  • BG: You're welcome, Tyrone.
  • Brintey-Ann: What?
  • All: (Gasps)
  • BG: I mean, uh, Mr. Grant.

  • BG: What do you mean I'm acting weird.

  • Alex: Yeah, and how do you learn Mr. Grant's first name, anyway?
  • BG: Okay, okay. I'll tell you. Mr. Grant had dinner at my house last night and told my parents to keep an eye on me.
  • Alex: What?
  • BG: I know. Anyway, don't tell anybody else. It's top secret.

  • Mr. Grant: Hello, BG. I see you met Mitzi. Come on, girl. Time to head it home.

  • Mr. Grant: Please thank her for me, Britney-Ann. We can all have some snack later. Now then. everyone please hand in your math assignments. I see you went for more artistic presentation, BG.
  • BG: No, sir. It's just that a dog ate it.

  • Kayla: Yeah, you don't even own a dog.
  • BG: But there was one out my place last night.
  • Mr. Grant: Oh, that explains it then. Anyhow, no harm done. You obviously did your homework.

  • Britney-Ann: Yoo-hoo!

  • Alex: Sure. Anyway, we've gotta go.

  • Gad: Uh, sorry, BG. Too much homework.

  • Mr. Grant: Now, then, class. Let's review your assignments. I trust it no dogs snack on your homework last night, BG.

  • BG: No, Mr. Grant. This time it was my brother's hamster, Albert.
  • Mr. Grant: Class, quiet please. A hamster ate your homework, BG?

  • Mr. Grant: Well, then.

  • Mr. Grant: Alright, Brtiney-Ann.

  • Mr. Grant: Correct, well done.

  • Mr. Grant: By the way, BG. Since Mrs. Martin will be back tomorrow you'll have to drop of that extra work by my office.

  • Mr. Grant: Hello, BG. It's your Dad in?
  • Jeffrey: Who is it, BG?

  • Jeffrey: Tyrone, we were just sitting down to dinner. Why don't you join us?
  • Mr. Grant: Thanks. But, I've eating.

  • Jeffrey: Before you know it she'll stop chewing your things together.
  • Mr. Grant: Which reminds me. Sorry about other night, BG.

  • Jeffrey: Well, you didn't tell us that?

  • Mr. Grant: Thanks again for your help, Jeffrey.
  • Jeffrey: No problem.

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