was the search query of the Swarthmore student frantically perusing page after page of this site yesterday evening.
Why am I appalled by that question while I find amusing the story R. told me of the public university student who was mortified to learn that rams aren't merely mythical creatures?
Now imagining a sacrificial goat with a golden fleece bounding about fleeing hunters in a Pam Houston short story while "Rocky Mountain High" blares from the heavens. . .
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