To Judge Or Not To Judge?

There has been a pressing issue that has been eating at my brain zombieland-style for the past few weeks. Its one of those thoughts that remind me of the possibility that I just might be going insane and will end up going postal on someone pretty soon.

Do I mind? No not really.

Here's the back story in a nutshell. In my new Psychology class there are these two..older individuals, who make it a constant point to disrupt class. Now, if they would bring up things that have something remotely interesting or relevant to class, I wouldn't mind. But its the constant stupidity that spews from their mouths that angers me viciously. For example, is it really necessary to waste almost an hour of class time discussing the difference between a joint and a blunt? I know that dilemma has plagued historians for ages!(insert eye roll here) but in my class, I don't give a rats ass.

Is it wrong that I despise people whose I.Q level is less than that of a howler monkey in a lab? I don't think so.

As the Great Nicki Minaj said:

"look bubbles, go back to your habitat"


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