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So, my friend- I'll call him T- created his own song, and he constantly sings it in class, dancing along. And it goes to the tune of "My Humps." It's call "My Murse" and it's about his man purse, aka murse. It is so funny. He sings and slaps his murse, which isn't really his and we laugh so hard. He, er, performed twice in core class one day. And on his third encore, I called out to my teacher, a strict, bald man who was preoccupied while this was happening. I said, "Mr. H, you HAVE to see T's dance and song!" And T shook his head violently at me, slicing his hands through the air in a "no" signal. "No, please don't!" T said, his eyes wide. We all laughed at his change of attitude. One moment ago, he was strutting off his murse, the next, paralyzed with fear of his teacher seeing him do it. All the boys looked away from the murse, but the girls found it rather funny. I don't think our teacher would have...