These jerks sound exactly like my lit class students. "Yeah, I remember that part, the part when that guy told the other guy about how he was made and stuff. That was interesting" (this was during a discussion over Shelley's Frankenstein).
I am a strange, quiet little man who smokes a pipe with Middle Earth-blend tobacco and quotes the words of hobbits to friends, family, and strangers in an attempt to solve all of their problems. It works surprisingly well.
I don't live in a hole in the ground, but my feet are exceptionally hairy, and I am quite adept at chucking rocks with deadly accuracy.
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