Monday, December 3, 2007

Once upon a time, there was a college student nicknamed Daquell. He was nicknamed Daquell because the nickname, Daquell, had been bestowed ‘pon him. That is why we will not call him Jack, or Jerry, or Sam, or Xie, because his name will not be named, and his name will be Daquell.

On the particular day of this particular tale, the particular student was particularly perplexed because of a particular class in which he had to give a particular speech. It would be a half-hour long. It would possibly make or break his grade. He was, to put it bluntly, doomed, because he had only printed out the speech a few minutes ago.

As he sat in his lab, arguing electronic beliefs with the students he was watching over (go Internet Explorer! Death to Firefox!), he wondered what the outcome would be. Would he finish with a high grade? Would he finish with a low grade? Would he finish at all? Only time would tell.

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  1. Dag Sverre Seljebotn says:

    Comment edited and rectified privately and elsewhere.

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