Graduation: May Your Unemployment Be Pleasant!

When I graduated from high school, I did something that would’ve put me in prison in this day and age.  I handed out pull-string firecrackers to all my classmates and while innocently sitting on stage, we had a telepathic countdown and pulled our strings in unison.  This coordinated stunt sounded like a storm of assault rifles.  No one got punished because we all feigned ignorance.  Ah.  Youth.  Most days I miss thee.

So to all those future grads out there, crack a smile yo!