That's not a conglomerate word, but the name of the medication that I am taking to deal with finals.
|FUCK THIS SHIT!|
To hell with eloquence, irony, and humor. I just flat out hate finals. I hate finals almost as much as I hate the people who made the decision to cancel Firefly. And I really hate those people.
|The only picture of a firefly on the internet.|
I might offer some tips as finals come along, but I really one have one: Figure out your drink of choice and drink a lot of it after your exams. My drink is whiskey on the rocks, so none of you can take that.
|A picture of me, whiskey, and the artful seduction of a sexy lady.|
However, finals time is not all bad. There's a certain holiday that follows the end of finals that is guaranteed to raise everyone's spirits: Christmas
|Santa drinks whiskey cokes. Why do you think he's so merry?|
|Try not to sing the song after you hear it. I dare you.|
|Not a dreidel.|