With the help of my credit card I am currently enrolled at National Internet University. When Dean Grovanovich heard that we run a website he immediately offered to pay us a large sum of money to advertise. We're still waiting for the incredibly generous check to clear, but in the meantime we are honoring our end of the agreement and turning Something Awful into a proxy for the National Internet University. You can still read all of our amazing content and crack up at the yucksmithery of our writers, but now you just have to buy a diploma from National Internet University to do it. I assume if you're reading this then you've already purchased one. Congratulations!
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I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
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