So today at lunch our chapter of Amnesty International (of which I was president last year) did a protest against Gitmo torture by showing students in hoods crouched in cages. Some students felt that it wasn't dramatic enough. This was the conversation between two of my good friends.
Friend 1: I don't think that's dramatic enough. It's supposed to be torture! They should be waterboarding them or something.
Friend 2: WET T-SHIRT CONTEST!
I am such a horrible person for laughing at that. Between that and the T-shirt today i just feel like a sick, twisted human being. Hehe.
"I can't figure out what kind of life this is, comedy or tragedy, I just know it's showbiz. And what if I don't agree with the lines I have to read? They don't pay me enough, the way I see it."