Urge to kill.....RISING
Film school is the best educational experience of my life so far, but it has this one massive downside: PRETENTIOUS ASSHOLES. Jesus fucking christ, I'm constantly surrounded by these shits. You know who they are: they're the film buffs who fucking list Steve Buscemi as their favorite actor and like to talk about Pi or Requiem for a Dream. They're the type of arthouse fudge packers that make class so fucking annoying. It's like listening to Tool fans talk about their music. You just want to take a knife and chop off their scrotums if it weren't for the fact that they're such raging pussies. I swear to god, it's like going to school with an army of Brian Rosins. It's my personal hell.
One guy in particular who's name is Mike I think (kill him jiggs, he's disgracing your name). I'll just call him Faggy McDouche-Queer since he's such an asshole. So every single Friday in History of Cinema class, F McD-Q talks endlessly about gay shit that NO ONE FUCKING CARES ABOUT. Seriously, even the guy who made the movie DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT. F McD-Q can't shut the fuck up unless he says "metaphoric for", "represents", and "symbolism", which is the same fucking thing. "I find this interesting because the three men represent the destitute of man's morality, yet the baby is a symbol for his redemption. It's also interesting to note how when main character walks out the doorway, it's a metaphor for him turning his back to God, represented by the pot of coffee." SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU ASS RAMMING COCK SMOKER. To make matters worse, he sits directly behind me and has the voice of a nasal-gay-emo-nerd-jew-unholy love child. I just wish I could reach around and break his fucking nose, then shit in his mouth for that extra humiliation. BOOYAH BITCH.
EDIT: I just bought these today so I had to put them to good use.
One guy in particular who's name is Mike I think (kill him jiggs, he's disgracing your name). I'll just call him Faggy McDouche-Queer since he's such an asshole. So every single Friday in History of Cinema class, F McD-Q talks endlessly about gay shit that NO ONE FUCKING CARES ABOUT. Seriously, even the guy who made the movie DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT. F McD-Q can't shut the fuck up unless he says "metaphoric for", "represents", and "symbolism", which is the same fucking thing. "I find this interesting because the three men represent the destitute of man's morality, yet the baby is a symbol for his redemption. It's also interesting to note how when main character walks out the doorway, it's a metaphor for him turning his back to God, represented by the pot of coffee." SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU ASS RAMMING COCK SMOKER. To make matters worse, he sits directly behind me and has the voice of a nasal-gay-emo-nerd-jew-unholy love child. I just wish I could reach around and break his fucking nose, then shit in his mouth for that extra humiliation. BOOYAH BITCH.
EDIT: I just bought these today so I had to put them to good use.