A purposefully pretentious and personal rant. /caption/ 'Twas the year of my young age, tenth grade, when I was plunged into the most cataclysmic event of... well... a day of tenth grade? MY TEACHER TOLD US THAT IMAGINATION IS AN IMPRACTICAL AND USELESS THING UNLESS IT IS USED FOR THE...FOR THE blimming "BeNeFiT of Hoomanitee" I lost it. Lost it then and there.