In college, most graded papers are a mish-mash of symbols and runes, the meanings of which known only by highly secretive and extremely poor circles of academia. But don't use that discarded The Mayor of Casterbridge essay to mop up spilled bong water just yet; let Something Awful offer this Rosetta Stone to crack the code and help you realize why it may be a good idea to consider a future in the barnyard arts.
|Caution: You are not Hunter S. Thompson.|
|Spelling is so bad that it's lapsed into an entirely different language.|
|I'll ignore this because you're attractive.|
|Opinion clearly stolen from parents / AM radio.|
|Personal essay waaay too personal.|
|Paper shamelessly stolen from Internet still has a banner ad for home refinancing at the bottom of every page.|
|Meaning unclear and possibly racist.|
|Paper mentions God in every paragraph, in a much larger font.|
|It's obvious you only know most words phonetically.|
|I would ignore this, but you're ugly and should be judged as such.|
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