You've Got To Be Kidding Me

With bent brow he peers above wire-rimmed glasses resting near the tip of his nose, his gaze descending upon three dozen young under-(frontal lobe)-developed college freshmen. With blatant contempt for the values that built a great nation and provided him a platform to stand above the impressionable, the pretentious PhD addresses his barely post-adolescent pupils. With incomparable eloquence he marvels the lower-classmen. His charge is to teach, his objective to impeach. To impeach a commoner

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