I'm a crackhead. But, like, without the crack. And I'm an English teacher who doesn't "believe in" Shakespeare. Yeah, he may as well have been Santa. But I had to read everything by him, and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. No, wait, no, no shirt, actually. Just an after effect of freaking out lit majors and starting sentences with conjunctions. Oooh, blasphemy!