[ WP ] During the first day of grade school , a sleeper agent 's activation code is spoken 20 years too early .

`` And when the clown slipped on the banana it flew up into her VAGINA!'' Billy squeeled. The other children giggled. 
 
 `` Billy,'' Ms. Henderson tried to remain stern. `` Settle down.'' 
 
 `` And then,'' Billy continued, not even noticing the teacher, `` the banana got stuck in there until it started to... to ferment!'' Some of the children were laughing uncontrollably, others were looking at Ms. Henderson apprehensively. 
 
 `` Billy, enough!'' Ms. Henderson snapped. `` This is not an appropriate story.'' 
 
 Billy pleaded, `` but I'm not using the rude words-'' 
 
 `` Your subject is rude.'' Seeing Bill and his group quiet down, Ms. Henderson turns back to go to her desk. 
 
 At this opportunity, Jake whispers `` I'm picky about bananas. I only take bananas fermented in a clown's vagina.'' The table erupts into laughter, along with a couple kids in the next group who heard him. 
 
 Ms. Henderson, who did n't hear Jake, turns and shouts, `` Silence, Billy!'' 
 
 `` It was n't me!'' 
 
 `` Now!'' 
 
 So quickly Ms. Henderson almost missed it Rachel flicked a nickel across the room. The loud clang and the squeal from the hamster drew everyone's attention until a crash at green table. Rachel and Billy were on the ground, their chairs intertwined. 
 Rachel got up and fixed her chair. Billy stayed down, a trickle of blood coming from his left nostril. His legs kicked feebly. 
 
 Ms. Henderson looked from Billy to Rachel to scan the rest of the class. Everyone but Rachel was watching Billy. Rachel was at rapt attention, just like she usually is. `` I... I need someone to go to the office for help..'' was all she managed to say. She bent down over Billy and lifted him up, limp as a rag doll as she heard the door slam open. 
 
 Rachel ran down the hallway and ducked into the office. Again annoyed at no better weapon than a pencil, she vaulted over the desk and quickly dispatched the secretary with a quieting kick to the throat followed by a pair of pencils in the eyes. She was still choke-sobbing her last breath as Rachel dialed her number. 
 
 `` Cleaners.'' 
 
 `` Agent Foxtrot Romeo, critical extraction for priority asset. Gerald Ford Elementary, room 107.'' 
 
 `` Verification code?'' 
 
 `` Golf umbrella echo sierra tango.'' 
 
 `` Acknowledged. ETA 11 minutes.'' 
 
 Rachel hung up the phone as she heard a horrified screech from the doorway to the principal's office. It's going to be a long 11 minutes.
