Tomotes

I was thinking about my school this morning, and how feeble a learning institution it was. The Student Resources office plastered the walls with homemade posters for a late-night movie series it was showing in the basement one spring semester, consisting of such classic midnight movies as "Attack Of the Killer Tomotes."

What? Don't remember it? It's a classic!

A fucking college, with spelling errors writ large on its walls. No wonder they shuttered the fucking place.