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T’art has provided an avenue by which to
express individual complaints and opinions
on issues of both relevance and irrelevance
to those who voluntarily choose to subject
themselves to it. It has, in a sense, established
itself as a laxative in its encouragement of the
discharge of current concerns.

Bitching is this way in general.

It is therapeutic, gratifying and even addic-
tive. The knowledge that, at any moment, at
the feeblest excuse of an excuse, we are all
capable of spewing endless amounts of drib-
ble in complaint of who knows what, is some-
how reassuring and an important factor in
the maintenance of one’s mental stability. Ex-
periences such as being caught behind the
idiot who, at the very last instant, decides to
switch on his left turn signal while approach-
ing the intersection at which you fully intend
to run the yellow light, are suddenly made
bearable through the release of copious
amounts of insults based on the offender's
origin and general state of disability and in-
adequacy. To bitch about the incompetence
of those around you and their lack of sem-
blance to any intelligent lifeform, serves as a
relief system from the pressures of frustration
and aggravation one may feel.

The beauty of bitching exists in the fact that
the presence of the target is irrelevant to the
effectiveness of one’s abuses in its potency to-
wards self-gratification. Bitching, whether
founded in fact or fiction is condusive to good
health; we’d never be the same without it.

| hope you feel better now.

-Violet Finvers

Iza

glenda mathew

I'm sick of complainers.

Catty (snarl)

Crabby (snap)

Bitchy (grrrr)

Bugged (nip)

Grumpy (pout)

Grouchy (punch)

Over-worked (sigh)

Over-blown (moan) complainers

Over and done with (leave me alone)

Over my dead body... complainers.

Wanna talk about it (groan)

Talk about it. Walk sideways to the nearest
crab to get crabby.

Find a bug and bug him.

Wait on the corner (you cur) for a female
canine to sroll by and bitch at her.

NOT ME.

I'm busy trying to think positive.

So there.

leave me alone.

Don't bug me.

Oooooo...

S’cuse me,

| have something to discuss with my cat.

State - carr

cont.’d from page 4 impressed, shocked
or disgusted (pick any or all of these- they’re
all good!) by them and by their work as
readilly as | could have, had they been right
upstairs; MOREOVER, they lose out with us
too, for the visa versa !

So, we don’t see much of the painting stu-
dents anymore and | seriously don’t think that
the cafeteria food will lure those students
back every lunch hour.

HEY! Let’s go on a field trip to the Painting
Studio.

P.S. Bring your lunches or some coins to buy
a box of Glossettes from their vending
machine -YUMM- they've got it good !