I finally had the balls to spend fifteen minutes in a class, get up, and walk out in front of everyone when I realized I would have spent the semester pissed off at all the hippies trying to express how the law makes them "feel." I transferred to First Amendment in its place, which frankly, I'm amazed I didn't take in the first place. Five freaking weeks learning about abuse??? I figured that I already know how to abuse women and children and I'm not going to pick anything up from the cases on it.

For the record, I don't actually abuse women or children. Just hippies.