Observation of the Day

Freshmen are a chilling reminder of how flamingly retarded high school is. I’ve never been quite sure if it was high school itself that somehow transformed otherwise decent humans into raging morons, by the means of some sort of inexplicable and otherworldly power, or if it was just people, but . . . Jesus Christ, listening to freshmen walk by and talk is like an episode of Saved by the Bell that never ends. And just to expound upon this point, I shall now quote an excerpt from Katherine Mansfield’s short story “The Woman at the Store”:
“’I’ll go and turn out the horses,’ said Jim. ‘Got any embrocation? Poi’s rubbed herself to hell!’”