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Faulty Premise ([info]faultypremise) wrote in [info]otf_wank,
@ 2007-04-17 10:40:00


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You call that a massacre? That's not a massacre...
Some people will wank about ANYTHING. I shouldn't be so surprised, considering the wank that happened over Hurricane Katrina.

However... Just so you all know, the incident at Virginia Tech is NOT a massacre, it's just a shooting.

And a quote from commenter spaceworrier: Pardon me, but a massacre implies something like gutting them alive at the same time and laughing and not being a complete nutjob. A massacre also usually involves a bunch of people, and it's not my fault that people can't use vocab properly these days.

Because, like, you know, these things are IMPORTANT and you plebeians should all be using proper English to describe horrific acts of violence.

Also, the follow-up of zomg I said something you didn't like! Complete with 'It's my journal and I'll cry if I want to' mentality.


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[info]caito
2007-04-18 12:30 am UTC (link)
Oh, I've also got some funny stories about my fifth-graders, if we need 'em. For example, they just read a novel in which the heroine has to dress as a boy to deliver a spy message, which prompted one student to comment, "Every girl should have a little bit of boy in them." My mind, it gutters, and I had to try not to sporfle in the middle of a plot diagram.

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