Battery Hens
Monday night, I got so drunk that I don't remember a lot of the night.
However I do remember falling asleep outside in the garden when it was raining and it was freezing cold. I was asleep there for a while (without a coat! in English winter!) until some strangers woke me up.
And then we decided to chat about the liberation of battery hens.
Today, I realised the amount of work I had to catch up on and just managed to stop myself from stuffing a sock down my throat, sticking a pen in my eye and sticking my head in the oven. (Come to think of it, it's quite a funny image that lol)
I really really need to catch up, exams coming up soon.
posted by Hong Chan Lee @ 4:46 AM
6 Comments:
Don't you hate it when profs force feed so much work into the final few weeks of a semester? What a rip. My cerebral cortex will have turned into an educational foie gras of sorts by the end of this year.
but that's liver!?
Exactly: (use your imagination a tad, boy) you know how you force feed a duck to get their liver all fatty and gross and tasty for foie gras? I believe professors try to cram information into our brains in that same manner, with intentions of having some grey matter for dinner.
professors don't eat students.?!
Only the ones that don't graduate summa cum laude.
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