The literal definition of school:
Six excruciating hours of random knowledge we will never use in even seven lifetimes, full of Hamilton references so that your friends get annoyed when you start singing.
And the other 'hamilton fans' have never said a word about it before. If that's not the exact definition of a wannabe, I don't know what the hell is.
What's the point of learning about the Revolutionary War if you fucking skip the Battle of Yorktown?
WARNING: This chapter will be updated soon with some colorful language. (In about 2 days.)
