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but don't you think Fordim is a rambunctious, enthusiastic, panting, just-house-broken puppy?
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Well, Bethberry, if I use all the willpower of my imagination I can see him as thus, save the image of him teaching a roomfull of students. I cannot picture that
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*Having only just righted himself from the fit of hysteria occasioned by Kransha's Ode, Fordim is levelled once more by mirth*
As it happens. . .
*Fordim is once more overcome by mirth*
As it happens *wiping tears from his eyes* I have been described, by more than one student, as (and I'm quoting from an old teaching evaluation here) one who "bounces around the front of the class like a puppy when he gets really excited by a poem, which he does a lot".
At least I'm house trained.
*Falls over laughing once more and wishes not for the first time that he could head out to a pub with
Saucie for a pint or six*