Achtung, bloggers!

I've been here a long time, ja? Ten whole entries worth of time. We've dealt with a lot right here, on this blog, from pimping to sexist job titles to gender pronouns, and now it is time we deal with the toughest issue of all.

Should I cut my hair?

Ah, it's so good to be home. That lasted far too long, despite the finite efforts of some. I'm looking at you, Forehead.

And what can we do with all these spare bras? Time for a good, old-fashioned bra burning, I think. Perhaps in Herr Lee's room.

Well.

Apparently, duct tape works well for keeping these things flat.

However, I can no longer breathe properly. It's proving to be problematic. Maybe I should cut myself out...? Do I have any scissors?

This is very upsetting.

What kind of school is this? Half of us are directed to fight eachother for some bogus, vague reason, and the other half are turned into slaves. Is no one going to draw the line? Are we all just going to be herded along like cattle ( Read more... )