How to Be Late to Mr. Logsdon’s Class

I know what you're thinking, being late to a class isn't that hard to do. Well, you're wrong. It takes pure skill and strategy to be late in the proper manner.
First, you must be extremely slow when getting your things together in preparation to go to Mr. Logsdon's class. NEVER get your things together before the bell rings. Always start after the bell rings to give yourself a lazy advantage.
After the ten to fifteen minutes it should take you to get your stuff together, proceed to walk out the door. Now, do not, I repeat, do not walk out hastily. Walk out very nonchalantly, like you have no care in the world. In fact, you could even try doing something that would delay your getting out of the door by a few minutes (try tripping over your chair, that always works for me).
Getting out the door is the easy part, now you must face the hallways. Try getting behind the slowest people, ya know, the ones that think it's appropriate to stop in the middle of the hallways to have a conversation? You might even want to stop and chit chat for awhile yourself, maybe catch up with a friend you haven't seen in a few days.
Before continuing on to English, stop and think if you have to use the bathroom or get a drink of water. If so, this is the perfect time to do so. Once you are done peeing, repeat the process of the hallways until you are able to see Mr. Logsdon's class in the distance. Now that you have missed half the class, it's safe for you to sprint the rest of the way (this takes your breath and gives you a flustered look which makes it seem like you were actually trying to make it to class on time).
When you enter the classroom, Mr. Logsdon might wanna know where you've been this whole time (then again he might not, depending on his mood that day). The best thing to do during these situations is to have an excuse already prepared beforehand but since I forgot to mention that early, all you can do is improvise. Say something about you falling down the stairs on the way to class and spraining your ankle (remember to limp!!!). Or pull the "my dog died" and appeal to his pathos. Since it's Mr. Logsdon we're talking about, it's probably best to say tarantula instead of dog, I heard he has a soft spot for humungous spiders.
I hope this tutorial on how to get to Mr. Logsdon's class late helps you perfect the art of lateness. Maybe one day you'll receive as many detentions as I have.