I've been blessed.

Parents willing to live poorly if that means an education for me.

Parents willing to brush toilets if that means an education for me.

Yet, you, the one with the PhD, can't provide.

You read off of PowerPoint slides.

You drone on and on and on.

And on.



I could've Googled this shit.

And saved $thousands$.


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