F**k School! F**k Teachers! F**k High School Football!
F**k Pep Rallies! F**k Cheerleaders! ( I tried once but no dice!) I Hated
School! I hated being told what to do and when to do it. I was always too
strong in my own mind for the faculty and staff to mold me to be like everyone
else, a boring carbon copy of what they thought was socially acceptable
or "normal," if you will. One day I just snapped like a frozen
turd in the snow. I got up, farted, and just walked outta High School. Didn't
even bother to clean out my locker, and I never looked back. But kids, I
did graduate. I was a bonerfide schoolwhore. Even graduated Summa to Cum
Early at the School of Hard Knocks! While in High School, nothing made me
more ill than "School Spirit." Well, I got to admit, I did have
some school spirit, but my school spirit was a fifth of Southern Comfort
I kept hidden in my locker. I'm sure you've seen or perhaps even possess
one of those pro-school pennants that to my dismay hang up in many a youth's
bedroom. "Go Team," "Duke," "William & Mary,"
etc. etc. Why anybody in his right mind would want to promote an establishment
that herds you around like sheep and tells you what to do for 8 hrs every
day is beyond my comprehension. School does nothing but hold your natural,
creative spirit at bay! So Tune Out, Drop Out, Shoot Up, and Buy a Fucking
T-shirt!
Here are some of MY school pennants to replace
all of those other ones. These are huge Multicolor, Silk Screened, Top-of-the-Line
Felt Pennants, a perfect addition to any bedroom, tattoo shop, jail cell,
or AIDS Clinic. I kept these really inexpensive so all of you uneducated,
burger-frying, welfare-taking, food-stamp-receiving cheap bastards can afford
'em. Remember Kids, be true to your School, just like you would to your
STOOL. |
 |