Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Still Holding Your Interest?


I hope so.

Now, with that in mind, let's talk about college. Some say college is a magical place where it is rumored that learning takes place, although to those who enter it is often described differently afterward, as a beatiful land in which beer flows in amber currents next to a golden pasture, where virgins lie naked with gentle smiles upon their calm, inviting faces; but more precisely, a Shangri-La rite of passage into adulthood which involves rampant consumption of alcoholic beverages, flagrant and promiscuous sexual behavior, and a general and fundamental disregard for any form of responsibility by its habitants...

I say it's just an expensive daycare center. Most colleges don't exactly fit the picture of some prestigious residence (a la pictured above), and in fact all of them are fictitious pieces of shit (and I'm just throwing that out there). If you're saying to yourself, "What, what are you talking about?" I would tell you to go and "Heath Ledger" yourself. Because college is indeed a place that these fucking pre-teens form or conceive by the use of their imagination into some "Oh dude amazing like, totally awesome, I'm gonna get laid" type of thing.

No. If you think college is about all of that, then you just might as well go and kill your dreams, sort of pre-dispose of your dream career, and get started on raising some Alpacas. And if you do so, I hope they spit their "You Fuckin' Failed" projectile into your mouth. Oh shit! Checkmate, motherfuckers.