Be Friendly
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Last published Fri, Jul 22, 2016
St. Thomas university in Minnesota is a great college... If you happen to be fond of the average citizen, stupid, whiny, and over entitled. Like shit... Things have seriously gone down hill with personal accountability. Instead of teaching students to get over the fact that some irrelevant asshole called them a mean name, we, as a society have provided the weak minded a way to continue meaningless existence. They clog up the system of our nation.
The U.S.A. ceases its greatness, and I am less than confident in my fellow man. So, I've quit on my own species. Not like I was making many friends any way.
Thought it'd be easy to have one and done... Guess not...
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