After decimating the tudor-style great room, kitchen, and gardens of the hottest and most entitled frat boys' house at the College of Cement, Peg stands and watches them quarrel. As she listens she thinks, "It's really no wonder that they are now a minority in higher education. In just another generation, the sexiest and most privileged Jan men will end up in air force cockpits, not dank party rooms."
Jan: Oh my god. I'm too afraid to even run.
Jan: Shut up! She's. Right. There.
Jan: ...
Jan: What do we do?
Jan: MPS says stay calm follow instructions.
Jan: Eff that! We don't follow no instructions we give them, bitches!
Jan: Why are you whispering that?
Jan: ...
Jan: The gospels say that we've all wrought this horror and the only path forward is to follow the path.
Jan: The Path of
Jan: There is only one path.
Jan: ...
Jan: By the way as a kid did you ever play that friday fun day game with the MPS nuns?
Jan: Yes.
Jan: Then you can relax because the K5000 has a plan and it's being executed in part in part of your brain.
Jan: You said in part in part.
Jan: Part of the plan is being executed partly up in the K5000 and partly in your brain. It's a concept most people understand.
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