Okay. So this is basically a conversation for EVERYONE who would like to join in on the convo.
Basically, anyone.
Anyways...welcome!!!
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Edited by GastonRabbit on Nov 11th 2022 at 8:59:11 AM
Your tax dollars at work America; teaching your offspring to mislabel colored pencils!
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .Did you know that US schools are behind most first-world countries in academics.
But they are first in self-esteem.
edited 13th Dec '13 12:13:23 PM by BaconManiac5000
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseHey! My tax dollars don't go to Krayohla.
And the reason for
that is because we don't think that education is worth paying money for.
edited 13th Dec '13 12:14:28 PM by Frishman
If you meet me have some courtesy, have some sympathy, have some taste. Use all your well-learned politesse or I'll lay your soul to waste.No, most schools are fairly well funded (shocking, isn't it?), but they spend money very poorly.
They also don't want children to have low self-esteem, so they hold the smart/hard working kids back so the dumb/lazy kids feel better about themselves.
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Is that why I'm surrounded by morons? And before you think I'm overreacting, these people hate the Chuck Jones Grinch and react in disgust at the mere mention of The Beatles, calling them crap. Yes really.
Oops, sorry.
edited 13th Dec '13 12:21:31 PM by KesagakeBoy
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .edited 13th Dec '13 12:23:13 PM by BaconManiac5000
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else
Apple juice! The third best juice!
edited 13th Dec '13 12:25:38 PM by KesagakeBoy
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .A wonderful story from a college somewhere:
A philosophy teacher is giving his students a final exam, and places a chair on the desk at the front of the room with the prompt on the chalkboard reading "Disprove the existence of this chair."
Soon after the final begins, students begin furiously writing in their Blue Books, except for one, who writes something quickly and turns in his book. His response?
"What chair?"
He was the only one to get an A.
If you meet me have some courtesy, have some sympathy, have some taste. Use all your well-learned politesse or I'll lay your soul to waste.![]()
I think this is one of those fun tall tales that changes colleges every time it's told. Still a good story.
That's not surprising; my library has Fullmetal Alchemist up to volume 12, and a lot of Naruto.
edited 13th Dec '13 12:29:31 PM by KesagakeBoy
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My school library is surprisingly lax for being in a rural town in the Bible Belt; in fact, they've got a better selection of books than the public library disregarding comics.

In what universe is LIGHT Brown DARKER than Brown?!
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