Yeah, I guess that’s me up there. Don’t mind my rather upsetting expression. I’m just another poor bastard who hates the world and is forced to live in it.
Just call me Vincent. Not “Vinnie”. Vincent.
I am an eighteen-year-old intellectual living in FuckThisPlace, California (also known as Santa Destroy).
First day at Santa Destroy High. FML.
Fuck this place. Why do I have to go here? Can’t I just steal a cop car and get thrown in jail instead? I’d rather spend a whole day picking up soap in a prison shower than with these people. The food is still shit, but at least it’s free over there. Here? This place is a hellhole, crawling with bullies, sociopaths, and future Republican presidential candidates. All I see around here are a bunch of pricks licking each other’s privates and crying in corners. What is wrong with everyone? Doesn’t anybody have any dignity anymore?
I guess it’s just six hours of my life. Six hours with people who I don’t even like in the least. Maybe later, I’ll take a visit to Burger Suplex and spend the rest of the day at the park by the museum. Knowing these ingrates, they’ll probably start convulsing and speaking in tongues if they step within the boundaries of anywhere remotely enlightening.