Global Conflict, Here We Coooooooooome
While my feelings for Yalies generally consist of contemptous [What a retard. -Ed.] disdain, I was made aware of a YDN article today that was published in February, which shares its title with this post. It's, well, it's pretty much hilariously awesome. A sample:
[Gentleman Farmer adds: Tonight at 9:00 o'clock America, Israel, Iraq and Italy will be receiving their assortment of thin and thick envelopes from college admissions offices. This may lead to significant international tensions, and even the breakup of formerly solid alliances.]
Welcome to the I.R., bitch. This is how it's done in International Relations:Pretty great stuff. Full article HERE.
The part of Ryan Atwood would be America. . . .
Seth Cohen is Israel, the Jewish son of Great Britain [Sandy]. America is his best friend and bodyguard, which gets America into lots of trouble because Israel isn't very popular at school. Sometimes America thinks if he were to drop Israel as a friend, many of America's I.R. problems would be gone.
[Gentleman Farmer adds: Tonight at 9:00 o'clock America, Israel, Iraq and Italy will be receiving their assortment of thin and thick envelopes from college admissions offices. This may lead to significant international tensions, and even the breakup of formerly solid alliances.]
Comments on "Global Conflict, Here We Coooooooooome"
Um, let me guess, your "contemptous (sic) disdain" for Yalies is a byproduct of the rejection of your application for admission ... prior to which time you were what, exactly?
Generally but not ALWAYS, right? Right?
Oy vey. Well, I take full credit for the misspelling. My contemptuous disdain for Yalies generally stems, though, from a common tendency towards being nasty, depressive, and overbearing (I leave it to you to determine whether those adjectives describe myself or Yalies).
And, by the way, I did get in. Bitch.
HH - I was referring to Yale University, not Yale Country Day School and Invective Tossing Academy. Now who's being nasty and overbearing? Boola, Boola!
Buhh... guh. Trees are pretty.