Ryan stood there for a few moments then scratched the back of his head, "Well..." He let his arm and shoulders drop in defeat, "Oh C'mon! You know me! I got verbal diarrhea!" He started gesturing as if he was throwing up, "Stuff just comes out of my mouth! I don't even think about it!" He gestured to professor Grobe, "YES... I may have implied she had... density issues-" Grobe glared even harder, "When I mentioned that I hoped that should wouldn't eat me."
Ryan held up a finger towards Grobe, "BUT! I insult everyone equally! Even myself." He pointed at his crotch, "Take my dick for example." He held up a thumb and finger an inch apart, "Absolutely tiny." She blinked and pulled back in confusion. Ryan nodded, "Indeed. When it gets cold, it becomes literally convex." He held out his hands, "I went to the doctor the other day, he said I had to go to a veterinarian because he thought it was a mosquito fang." The headmaster blinked and wanted to interrupt, but Ryan was on a roll, "I told the doctor to be serious and explain why I had all these scales on my dick."
"He said it was reptile dysfunction."
Grobe snorted.
"I asked the doctor how do I cure it? He said, 'For starters stop masturbating.' I asked him, 'Why?' and he replied, 'I'm trying to examine you!'"
Professor Grobe covered her mouth and tried very hard to keep from laughing, but it was obvious from her red face it was barely contained
Ryan started bounce his shoulders, "If they say having sex with two girls is a threesome, and having sex with three girls is a foursome... Well... Now you know why I keep getting called HANDsome!"