1) A prestigious and insanely expensive academy for destinies of all races, creeds and preference to snack foods (Excluding, of course, snack foods of yogurt descent) Where
the happy little abstract concepts can learn of their fundamentally
flawed and tired existence.
2) The poorly serreptitious excuse for being behind every shit fed
romantic comedy.
1. The
predestined school for ideas and
conjecture is the leading institution for metric
fuckloads of useless information.
2. "We are predestined for romance!" says the female actor, struggling to hold on to the belief that she will ever be worth anything more to the type of man she wants other than a wet, warm hole.
"Indeed." Says the male actor, losing part of his soul and most of his dignity at this horrific role but slightly assuaged by the fact that he has a ninety per cent chance of banging his co-star.