The Peanut Butter Trap

One of my first memories of school was sitting behind a girl with a long braid. I kind of liked her, but every time she turned her head fast the braid hit me in the face. I complained to the teacher: she ignored me. So I took the situation into my own hands and cut her hair. I got in real trouble for the first time in my life. Justice ? Naw... Nobody told me girl's hair was important, I learned the hard way. Here the class/ sex war between Crystal and Frank gets out of hand with a substituted peanut butter sandwich ( with ants mixed in). All that ends well... with some funny twists (like a worm sandwich proposal).