I signed up at Second City, because, as I said to the other class-mates today “all we really want here, is to be taught how to be a pirate. All. Of. Us.” Which, yeah, I know - is some profound shit. But to be honest (Slash ~ReAl~), is to be around like-minded people (who want to pretend to be a pirate). It all boiled down to, about 6pm tonight, after class when we all got da beers, and once the waiter had left the table (yeah, waiter! Classy bahtches): We all just looked at each other. Looked at the next table. Looked back at each other. And then launched into a tirade of really, really, beautiful pedofilia jokes. Like, one after the other, after the other, after the other. And that’s what it’s REALLY all about. Fuckin’ sexy, sexy babies.