Smelly Problem.....PART II

So the day after tabaski I ate sheep for breakfast, lunch and dinner. At one point I was pulled off the street by a neighbor to eat sheep with them. Then they were surprised that I “already knew” how to eat it. But when I got to school, my students told me there was poo in the classroom again. Enraged, I asked them to show me the damage. This time, it was not only on the floor, but some deranged child had smeared in on the chalkboard as well. I decided I didn't want to deal with another hour clean up job, so I told my class to go to the next classroom over, since there's always classes whose teacher's do not show up. But the culprit had struck there too! Third times a charm though, and I had class in the next classroom I checked.