A guy I knew a few weeks ago stole the lower half of my right leg, I now walk like a penguin in profile, or I don't walk at all. I find I get places faster if I just hover slightly and let the world do the moving.
that aside...
People keep critiquing the way i talk, apparently I sound like a 'college professor' after citing my ability to use polysyllabic terms coherently in an utterance.
a college professor of all fucking things, the honourable doctors in the fields of metal work, hair dressing and health and social care.
Is this me?:
I'm laidback and trendy, you couldn't get your A-levels. Call me Gerrard, I'll work from a teachers guide and draw crazy pictures on the whiteboard to help you level with me, to help you get on the same wavelength. To help you realise I substitute actual teaching in favour of altering the wording of metaphorical phrases that ultimately equate to 'understanding'. Yeah, I'm here to help you, I'm a Samaritan. I've traded in my dismal future for a slightly more soul destroying one. Let me impart this worksheet's knowledge of child care to you. I'll sit back here in my pinstriped shirt, with my humourous coffee cup and direct any of your queries to a related website.
really?
fuck you.
college is not university, retard.
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