Yesterday, on the bus to Hamlet, we decided that theater class is where all the freaks are, all the psychos. I'm not sure if that's precisely true, but we do have some of the crazier people.
So we were trying to figure out what each of our psychological faults are.
"I'm hyperactive," said one boy.
"You're a drama queen," someone said to a girl.
"I'm hyperactive, I have concentration problems, and I am dyslexic," said another boy.
"And me?" I asked. "What's my psychological fault?"
"You?" they said. "You're American."
Well then.
It makes sense. It really does. America.... We're so wasteful. *sigh* It's a shame, honestly. Oh well! A hug fixes a lot of things, but not America, sadly. :(
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