really punk?? really? wanna fight about it?? wanna cuddle about it?? wanna maybe makeout about it??
"In 1979, when the minimum wage was $2.90, a hard-working student with a minimum-wage job could earn enough in one day (8.44 hours) to pay for one academic credit hour. If a standard course load for one semester consisted of maybe 12 credit hours, the semester’s tuition could be covered by just over two weeks of full-time minimum wage work—or a month of part-time work. A summer spent scooping ice cream or flipping burgers could pay for an MSU education. The cost of an MSU credit hour has multiplied since 1979. So has the federal minimum wage. But today, it takes 60 hours of minimum-wage work to pay off a single credit hour, which was priced at $428.75 for the fall semester."
ordering pizza online is the best technological advancement since the internet itself
“Knowing that he wouldn’t be there for her wedding, a terminally ill father walked his 11-year-old down the ‘aisle’ years early with the pastor sweetly pronouncing them ‘daddy and daughter’.
Jim Zetz, 62, from Murrieta, California, who has stage 4 pancreatic cancer, proudly held his daughter, Josie’s hand during their backyard ceremony on March 14 and placed a sparkling ring on her index finger.”
You’re not a real fan of a band unless you’ve been listening to them since their first ever practice in their mom’s garage and you bought every single one of their albums on vinyl, mp3, tape, vhs, dvd, and cd. you must also memorize every song of theirs on the woodblock. you must sacrifice a goat in the name of the band every night at 3 am. Only TRUE fans understand.