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When the Principal’s Dress Code Goes Horribly, Horribly Wrong

A lot of people ask me, “What would it look like, exactly, if you became a middle-aged cranky principal at an all-girls school who was obsessed with the dress code? And also, on top of that, you had some kind of weird fetish for evil clown monsters.” Well. My friend Diana Chan wrote up a great read more »