You, ASSHOLE ANDY-----go to HELL, douchebag. You got a D+ in Comp I the last time you took it, and were lucky to squeak by then! The wonderful prof who gave you that grade was a bit too much of a sweetie, though, so I think you did not deserve even that D+. And YOU my asshole friend, were probably instrumental in her early retirement (God Bless Her----I am so jealous right about now).
You know what, ASSHOLE? I mentioned your name to your academic adviser. The first words out of her mouth? "WHAT AN ASSHOLE!!!!!" I mentioned your name to the coordinator of your program? The FIRST words out of his mouth, with no coaching at all? "WHAT AN ASSHOLE!!!!" You can't get along with anybody, can you?
But actually, I found out what I needed to know from them, and it was NOT that you are an incredible ASSHOLE. THAT, I figured out by myself. No, Andy, what I clarified with your other friends here at the college was that you CAN graduate with that D+. Yep. You entered this college so goddamn long ago that you are grandfathered in and you don't NEED a C or better. I've wanted you OUT of my class ever since your started to torture me on about the second day. And now I find out that you are here just for your health, you stupid fuck!
So, and with my blessing, GET THE FUCK OUT! I'll process the paperwork, make it so it looks like you never even entered the goddamned class. Just GET THE FUCKOUT! And listen to me, you miserable son of a bitch, you are FAILING this time, hear me! FAILING! You'll have a big fat F on that ugly transcript of yours. So don't give me shit about how you wanted to take it again for a better grade. If THAT was your goal, coming to class on time maybe even once, doing assignments, handing in a portfolio, and not ARGUING with me about every goddamn thing would have been a better game plan.