[JoppyBabbo]

Look, [potential philosophy board attendee], I know you thought you'd swagger in here with your pocket protector all polished and your freshly buffed bifocals glinting, ready to be crowned King of Sweaty-Palmed Intellectualism (a position you're obviously destined for) by the slack jawed, squinting, shit-wits here at the Mock, and it must be a terrible blow to find yourself instead rebuffed by razor-edged witticisms and an irreverent disregard for your paternatural powers of perception, but really you'll find few here receptive to your mewling, limp wristed little trantrums


This is the longest run-on sentence I've ever read..tsk, tsk.