Tuesday, January 18, 2005

This should just be called the "I'm a Big Ol' Totebagger Club"

This is the worst. How much do you bet Owen Flanagan is a member?


What a scurvy lot of totebaggers! Check this:

Think-two-three, think-two-three! Mensa provides intriguing ways to flex your mental muscles. You'll find intellectual resources in national magazines, in local newsletters, and at regional, national and international conventions.

Whatever your passion, there's almost certain to be a Special Interest Group (SIG) filled with other Mensans who share it! Mensa offers approximately 200 SIGs, in mind-boggling profusion from African Violets to zoology. Along the way you'll find microbiology, and systems analysis, but you'll also find Sherlock Holmes, chocolate and Star Trek. There are the expected: biochemistry, space science, economics -- and the unexpected: poker, roller-skating, scuba diving, UFOs and witchcraft. There are SIGs for breadmaking, winemaking, cartooning, silversmithing, and clowning. Heraldry, semantics and Egyptology co-exist with beekeeping, motorcycling and tap dancing. Sports SIGs cover the classics (baseball, basketball, and football) and the not-so-classic (skeet shooting, hang gliding, skydiving). And any Mensan who can't find a SIG to join can easily start one.

What kind of douchebags join a little club because your IQ is over 145? You know, it's funny, although Trey and I aren't MENSANS, we certainly have no trouble hanging out with people with weird or obscure interests. In our world, it's called "having friends."

This is as lame as those "Date Someone in Your League" ads in the back of the Totebagger's Bible -- oops, I mean, The New Yorker. So basically, no one that you went to college with or any of your classmates' friends will have anything to do with you because you are such an uptight snooty totebagging prat? I thought so!


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