"Hold on a sec, hold on a sec" The boy huffs "If I wre a pooka Ah'd make a joke about someone down a well" he takes his hated English Textbook (When's he gonna need English, really?) and rips out the first page, the one with the credits and copyright chanting "We don't need no education, we don't need no thought control- Hey, Dreaming, let me talk to this mole..."