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2 months agoThey didn’t give her a ten percent raise, but a hundredth of ten percent raise, for some reason (I would say for fraudulent reasons, but it could just be a mistake)
They didn’t give her a ten percent raise, but a hundredth of ten percent raise, for some reason (I would say for fraudulent reasons, but it could just be a mistake)
In my first year of high school I had Latin, which I hated with a passion. Before, I thought that it would boil down to learning some common words and sayings and proverbs, but no. It was learning latin as a foreign language. I don’t think I was taught anything remotely as useless as that. And I really don’t like the teacher and she didn’t like me and it was truly awful and I hated every second of it. It was so awful that I had nightmares about it, even years after high school.
A couple (two I think) of years after that latin studies I saw the Life of Brian for the first time. I didn’t know what I was going to see, so when the “romanus eunt domus” scene came. It wasn’t just hilariously funny it was also cathartic.
So I’d say that. I remember that sketch almost by heart since the first time I saw it.