Ethics of Testosteroni Time

I go to school here, at scripps college. It is a prestigious journalism school.

Some times, I take classes there. To learn things. This year I took one class. It was called media ethics. This is my classroom.

In this class we learn about things that are ethical. Sometimes my professor shows us things that are not ethical. It is so we can work in the mediums. It is for super smart seniors like me.

These are ethics. We have ethics out of the ass.

Today in class, there was a girl who sits with her fiance. She must read. Apparently today she read something that she did not like. Without prompt, she decided to tell to the class how unhappy she was with the articles ethics. Or its unethics rather.

She was squawking like a bird does.


She did not know the femail journalist who wrote the article was sitting right behind her until everyone laughed at her.

She explained she was just doing news, like this:



The first girl, squawky mouth, was embarassed. She tried to hide this by talking and talking more.

The journalists grew tired of her.

One journalist was brave and stood up for the rest of the journalists.

He told bird face to be quiet and write a letter. He said stop picking on journalists

This is him.

Crow mouth's fiance was not happy about this. He is kind of brown like galactus, only I don't think this guy has blown anything up lately, so they let him stay in the country.


He was so cool and tough that he probably has tribal armbands.


In retrospekt, he was so cool and tough that he probably wasn't brown like galactus. He probably has a tanning bed. All republicans have tanning beds.


He told the brave journalist to shut up. Then the brave journalist said he wasn't talking to him. Then the flying animals fiance said he should watch his mouth. Then the brave journalist said "I'm right here, buddy."

Things got ugly really fast.


Geez guys, in a class for studying ethics, these guys don't know the ethicals.


Why can't smart college kids just all get along?