Subject: I Told The Dean
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Fri Jun 28 2002 - 13:58:11 EDT
"I Told The Dean"
Wouldn't it be nice to tell the Dean of your
college what you REALLY think about him/her?
Well,... if you like YOUR Dean as much as I
like MY Dean, then you'd better keep your
mouth shut. I knew I'd get kicked out of the
college if I expressed my true feelings, so I
remained silent for the last four years.
But yesterday was my graduation. And as
I walked across the stage, the Dean handed
my diploma to me (nicely scrolled and tied
with a ribbon).
Once she handed it to me, I could finally tell
that bitch what I REALLY thought about her.
So I leaned across her podium and I looked
her straight in the eye.
"Hey Bitch," I said. "You're so damn ugly,...
you could practice birth control just by leaving
the lights on!"
And then I walked off the stage, and went home.
I gotta tell you that it felt just as good as I had
imagined it would for the last four years.
Today, I unwrapped my diploma, framed it, and
hung it in the living room, where it proudly
exclaims to the world:
"In order to receive your diploma, please present
this certificate to the Dean of your college after
final grades have been posted!"
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