Tom.

Shouldn't you consider removing this and that.

F*cking cowards.

Ok, you're the Headmaster and I don't hafta order you anything. It's just a thought. Hey, you could rearrange
the rest of the flags so as to eliminate one row - without gaps it'll be less obvious.

Typing away from a cellar hidden deep in the Ardennes, your servant Michael, soon-to-be-outlawed.