The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

Brat Country

What’s all o’ this trash doing in the middle o’ your room?

Why don’t you be responsible for once & clean it up?

You have too many ‘o them, anyway.

Look, you don’t even use any o’ them.

They’re just taking up precious space.

They’re bound to go bad, anyway.

If you can’t throw ’em ‘way, why don’t you put them in some o’ these drawers?

There is too room.

You can just cram them in like this.

I don’t know why you put so much effort into getting so much stuff from other people’s houses if you’re not going to even use it?

You know, they could probably make better use o’ it.

Just look at you.

I brought you up so well.

You had everything.

You’re different from the others.

They weren’t brought up with everything.

You were.

& what have you done with it?

Take more o’ their stuff & pout ’bout how everyone’s gainst you?

Why shouldn’t they when you take all o’ their stuff?

Yes, you are.

Uh huh.

Just keep telling yourself that.

Yes, ‘course I remember you were student o’ the month @ Normandy High School.

How could I forget?

You keep bringing it up.

That was years ago.

You’re 24 now.

What have you done now?

What have you done with those great grades now?

Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it a million times ‘fore.

Sure, you don’t want to “sell-out” to the “establishment.”

Yeah, yeah…

That doesn’t stop you from expecting free stuff from them, does it?

In return for staying round those crooked folk

Who always do their dirty dealing in the alleys o’ K street;

In return for letting them step all over you,

Going right ‘long with them as they break those very principles you claim to hold.

O, I know exactly why you stick round them:

You’re a coward.

You’re just as bad as the parasites you criticize.

I’m ashamed o’ you.

When will you finally grow up & clean up your act?

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