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  1. #51
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    I learned German at 22, Italian at 25, Spanish at 50

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  2. #52
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    French, Arabic, and Serbo-Croatian
    “I have a responsibility to not be intimidated and bullied by low life losers who abuse what little power is granted to them as ski patrollers.”

  3. #53
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    My brother taught himself to speak French, Swedish, Russian, and a few others as an adult in his 50s. I’ve got no idea how he did it, but I know it’s possible.

  4. #54
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    Quote Originally Posted by reckless toboggan View Post
    What is college? Stop going until we figure it out. Because I went to college, I have no idea what it was. I went to college, I was 18 years old, I looked like I was 11. I lived like a goddamn Ninja Turtle. I didn’t drink water the entire time. I lived on cigarettes and alcohol and Adderall. College was like a four-year game show called Do My Friends Hate Me or Do I Just Need to Go to Sleep? But instead of winning money, you lose $120,000. By the way, I agreed to give them $120,000 when I was 17 years old. With no attorney present. That’s illegal. They tricked me. They tricked me like Brendan Dassey on Making a Murderer. They tricked me like poor Brendan. They pulled me out of high school. I was in sweatpants, all confused. Two guys in clip-on ties are like, “Come on, son, do the right thing. Sign here and be an English major.” And I was like, “Okay.” Yes, you heard me, an English major. I paid $120,000 for someone to tell me to go read Jane Austen and then I didn’t. That’s the worst use of 120 grand I can possibly fathom. Other than if you, like, bought a duffel bag of fake cocaine. No, I take it back. That’s a better use of the money, ’cause I know you’d be disappointed when you open up the duffel bag and you realize it’s not real cocaine, it’s like powdered baby aspirin or whatever they do. But at least you have baby aspirin. And maybe you have a baby and one day your baby goes, “Oh, my head,” and you go, “Hey, I’ve got something for you! Come here, little guy.” And you dump it out on a mirror. You make it nice for the baby. You make it nice. You cut it up into lines with your laundry card or whatever and you make it nice, and your baby takes his sippy-cup straw and he holds it in his little ravioli-sized baby fist and he leans over– [snorts] and he snorts up the baby aspirin, and he gets rid of his baby headache, plus you get a duffel bag! That is way better than walking across a stage at graduation, hungover, in a gown, to accept a certificate for reading books that I didn’t read. Strolling across a stage, the sun in my eyes, my family watching as I sweat vodka and ecstasy, to receive a four-year degree in a language that I already spoke.
    Gold.

  5. #55
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    Lol!

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    faceshots are a powerful currency
    get paid

  6. #56
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    Quote Originally Posted by XXX-er View Post
    the situation strikes me as WAY too much drama at this point

  7. #57
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    Go that way really REALLY fast. If something gets in your way, TURN!

  8. #58
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    I could only get $10 grand a year and ecstasy wasn't invented yet (well it was, but it was just called MDMA and you couldn't find any) but other than that I feel like I went to college with John Mullaney. wtf was I doing there? English Major. Jane Austen. Chaucer. I still haven't read that shit.

  9. #59
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    I'm still learning to speak wife.
    (did a ton of MDMA, read a bunch of snooty Eng Lit. in college)
    son just got admitted to Reed with 1540 SAT and 4.0/4.0 since forever
    Merde De Glace On the Freak When Ski
    >>>200 cm Black Bamboo Sidewalled DPS Lotus 120 : Best Skis Ever <<<

  10. #60
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    Quote Originally Posted by Buster Highmen View Post
    I'm still learning to speak wife.
    (did a ton of MDMA, read a bunch of snooty Eng Lit. in college)
    son just got admitted to Reed with 1540 SAT and 4.0/4.0 since forever
    Congrats B.
    Quote Originally Posted by Downbound Train View Post
    And there will come a day when our ancestors look back...........

  11. #61
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    Quote Originally Posted by PNWbrit View Post
    Congrats B.
    Thanks. I still have trouble with her inflections and slang sometimes though, independent of the mixup at the hospital.
    Merde De Glace On the Freak When Ski
    >>>200 cm Black Bamboo Sidewalled DPS Lotus 120 : Best Skis Ever <<<

  12. #62
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    Quote Originally Posted by Buster Highmen View Post
    I'm still learning to speak wife.
    (did a ton of MDMA, read a bunch of snooty Eng Lit. in college)
    son just got admitted to Reed with 1540 SAT and 4.0/4.0 since forever
    Go that way really REALLY fast. If something gets in your way, TURN!

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