7. Mr.Krupp

CHAPTER 7 MR. KRUPP About that very same time, the school principal, Mr. Krupp, came marching into the office in a particularly foul mood. He stopped beside Miss Anthrope's desk, huffing and puffing. "Where's my coffee, Edith?" he shouted. "Get it yourself!" Miss Anthrope shouted back.

"I don't need your lip today!" Mr. Krupp growled. "I just want my coffee and I want it NOW!" "Well, get me a cup, too, while you're at it," Miss Anthrope growled back. "Aaaaugh!" screamed Mr. Krupp in frustration as he grabbed a newspaper and headed for the faculty restroom. Ms. Ribble was standing beside the restroom door smiling and trying very hard not to laugh.

"What are you lookin' at?" Mr. Krupp snarled as he pushed his way past Ms. Ribble and slammed the restroom door behind him. Inside the restroom, you could hear the faint sound of a belt buckle jingling, a zipper unzipping, some clothes rustling, and finally

SPLAT!!! SPLAT!!! "WHAT THE —l" screamed Mr. Krupp from inside the restroom. "I'VE GOT KETCHUP IN MY UNDERWEAR!!!"

In a few moments, the door of the faculty restroom flew open. "I'm going to get George and Harold for this!" Mr. Krupp screamed. "They didn't do it," laughed Ms. Ribble. "I did! It's called a Squishy. It's the latest fad!" "Yeah, right. Very funny!" said Mr. Krupp. "Now, where are those two kids? I just KNOW they're responsible!"

As Mr. Krupp headed for the cafeteria, he noticed that he wasn't the only person to fall victim to the dreaded Squishies. All through the hallway, angry first, second, third, fifth, and sixth graders were complaining about ketchup stains on their pants, socks, legs, and underwear. Mr. Krupp stormed into the cafeteria and headed for the fourth graders' table.