Also: No, I didn't actually know what "bourgeoisie" meant, but y'all believed me because I was generally such an incessant know-it-all.
Confession: In seventh grade? When we were supposed to dissect those frogs, and I went all PETA on it and said it was animal cruelty and blah blah blah and made a fucking federal case of it and got them to give me a model frog instead because of my high-minded crusading morals? Really, it was because I just din't wanna do it. It was grody.
The end.
The end.
Labels: demoralizing confessions, first-world problems, fuckyeahbeingagrownup, I really am sort of an asshole sometimes, surprises in the attic
posted by Gleemonex at 9:32 AM
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Recently, I attended a BBQ with a lady who's a teacher. Apparently, public schools are now equipped with "smart boards" where teachers can pull up the internets and do fancy things like dissect a very realistic image of a frog! Gone are the days of clapping chalkboard erasers!
Aww, but I liked the chalkboard erasers!
Kids today ...
the frog in 7th grade was terrible but the fetal pig in 9th grade put me over the edge.
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