A National Disaster

High school—high school, for fuck's sake—has become competitive. These kids in their prime, oozing sexuality, with cocks that are always hard, that can cum 14 times in one day and not break a sweat, these primed, luscious young things are not fucking and sucking with abandon as they're supposed to do, as they're built to do—they're joining the Chess Club, reading John Grisham to the blind, and changing the shit filled diapers of the old, just to get into college! My god, it's a national disaster! And it's not as if once they're in college they can get down to all that drug and pussy eating, because once in college, they begin thinking about work. About work! Businesses are actually invited to campus to recruit students. I'm flabbergasted by this. It's a moral outrage. Am I alone on this? And get this: the majority of undergraduates, presumably of their own volition, major in business. In business! It's no wonder kids are fucking, sucking, and eating drugs at a younger age—it's the only opportunity left for pleasure, appetite's last vestige. I applaud them. We all should. Go, kids, go. Roll on your E, blow each other in the bathroom, frolic as much as you can and start as early as you can because they're gonna take your cocks and cunts from you soon enough and stick you in some soul killing job and that will be that.