I laughed and laughed at these two college level essays posted by Mamacita (she swears they’re real). Then I read the comments section and laughed some more – full fledged tears streaming down my eyes.
And I feel such love for the writers, too. Okay, I’m on painkillers (the lower dose) and loving everyone, but still. Both essays are brilliant in their ways, but I must vote the first as my favorite (since the second writer had a bit of an attitude); the first writer seemed to be sincerely trying to get from here to there. The second…just took my breath away, but honestly, the Andre the Giant/Princess Bride/Morphine Syndrome trifecta of the first essay still beat it!
Go read these. And as Obi’s Sister warns, don’t have any liquid nearby!
And really, I must leave off being so picky about politicians and their sloppy grammar. They’re geniuses, all of them, flipping geniuses!
UPDATE: This post – wherein a mother tries to explain the facts of life to her son is also not meant to be read while drinking. And if explaining it to your kids made you uncomfortable, then consider yourself warned. (H/T Pianogirl)