Thursday, June 16, 2011

Give Us a Sign, O Lord!

Here we have the local alternative school for halfwits, dropouts, pregnant teens, the behaviorally disordered, and those who can't be bothered to slog through the ever-so-difficult tribulations of a typical high school curriculum.  It's only fitting, then, that they receive the proper accolades for going a few semesters without soiling themselves or trying to sell meth to the teachers.  Here is an excerpt from the commencement speech given between bong hits by the principal at the graduation ceremony:

Congratulations, "graduates," on all the hard "work" you put in here at our "school."  Here are your "diplomas."  You've "earned" them.  We wish you the best of luck in your "careers."
As janitors.

Click to enlarge atrocity.

Some people are capable of correctly placing apostrophes.  Your'e not.  The poor bastards even trademarked this foul-up.
Seriously, though, you'd think that a company who can afford such a snazzy sign with such stylish iron-on decals would hold themselves to a higher standard.

I realize this post was rather brief, so here's Adam West reminding you that you can click "Follow" (edit: it now says "join this site") in the "People who love me" box on the top right of the page and apparently you'll get some sort of notification when I update.  I don't know how it works.  I hate technology.  Also there are a bunch of buttons at the bottom of the post that can be employed to make other people read this via stupid social networking sites.

Look at this picture and pretend he's saying that last paragraph you just read.