Talked to Mom yesterday morning about Cousin B and Kid1 and the trials and tribulations of the college experience.
Apparently Kid1, after three semesters in college, did not know until Saturday what a syllabus is/was. Yes, let me repeat. Did. Not. Know. What. A. Syllabus. Is. After. Three. Semesters. In. College.
What
The
Fuck
?
Oh my, so much is explained now. So much makes sense despite the raging migraine in my head each and every time I think, for one moment, how anyone could spend three semesters in college without knowledge of what a syllabus is. It all makes sense.
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you know I'm sitting trying to think up some joke about equating a syllabus to drinking... but it's just not coming. Isn't it the thought that counts?
Yes it is. I only wish this was a joke. Now I realize that nothing can be underestimated, nothing.
Cheers to our future....FUCK ME
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