The Legend of the Legend of Zelda
| Link: | Huzzah! I've conquered innumerable foes, overcome impossible odds, trekked far and wide, come to the brink of death, defeated the unstoppable Ganon, and saved the fair princess! |
| Zelda: | Yes, and for years to come, people will speak of the Legend of Zelda! |
| Link: | Yes, the Legend of...what? |
| Zelda: | Zelda - the legendary princess who was kidnapped and braved being trapped for a while until some elf guy saved her! |
| Link: | I...I think you have this backwards. I'm the one who did all of the exciting stuff that would be considered legendary. It'll be the legend of Link that everyone talks about. |
| Zelda: | Ugh, Link? That's not even a real name. Nope, that legend's all about Zelda. |
| Link: | But...you didn't do anything. |
| Zelda: | I was kidnapped and stayed virtually motionless while being trapped in a crystal! LEGENDARY! |
| Link: | Do you have any idea how many innocent chickens I had to kill to get here? How many hours I spent in the Water Temple? How many times I had to stop myself from squashing Navi with my boot? No way, sweetheart, I'm the legend. |
| Zelda: | Right, and the next thing you tell me is that the Legend of Guinevere is all about that guy who pulled a sword out of some stupid rock. |
| Link: | The legend of King Arthur?! |
| Zelda: | Guinevere. Arthur was just the dude she married before hooking up with Lancelot. |
| Link: | I think you have a fundamental misunderstanding of how legends work. |
| Zelda: | And I think you have a fundamental misunderstanding of how royalty can have a tights-wearing peasant boy thrown in the dungeon for the rest of his life while she tells the historians what to call the legend. |
| Link: | Gotcha. I think I'm gonna go do with something in no way related to you. There's this evil mask thing I should take care of... |
| Zelda: | Ahh yes, they will refer to this adventure as the Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. |
| Link: | But...you're not even involved in this. At all. |
| Zelda: | Keep walking or I'll call it the Legend of Navi. |
| Link: | I think I liked you better when you were a gay ninja. |
| via www.collegehumor.com/article: | 1792647/ |
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Holy mackerel, Kansas State University.
Really? Your prof let you publish this drivel? Even accounting for the Christian overtones, this is embarrassing. Walk over to the Sociology Dept. and show them what you did. They’ll laugh their asses off.
So many conceptual errors. Sloth is inactivity, idleness, not leisure. There’s nothing lazy about recreation per se—sometimes quite the opposite. The poor can’t be greedy? Only criminals covet? And restricting gluttony to fast-food is (ha!) lazy thinking. Rape is a crime of lust, not wrath. And pride? Self-regard is as big in Little Rock as it is in Hollywood or Washington?
Sin City is invisible?
I agree with your analysis of this graph, except I’d like to point out that rape *is* a crime of wrath/avarice. Rape has very little to do with lust. Rape is about power, not about the sexual act itself. That commonly misheld belief about rape being about wanting a girl sexually leads to soooo many other misconceptions about rape victims - whether they “deserved it” for acting a certain way or wearing certain clothes… grrr whenever I hear a man say that it make my blood pressure skyrocket.
I managed to pick a seat in front of the window that won’t close. Rain pours down behind me, and I feel like every drop has landed its way into my blood, chilling me to the bone only further. Windows blows through my greasy hair - there was no hot water this morning in Kappa, and my shower consisted of a quick suds and rinse. I can’t think, the rain is distracting me from the discussion of Alan Moore’s Watchmen that I was really excited for yesterday. The 8:45 train echoes behind me, announcing that it is here, it is here! Its all behind me, all of it. Its killing me. Not even my hipster leggings can save me from the cold. My hot chocolate is long since lukewarm. Cold. Its cold. I’m cold.
Finally. I got the courage to close the window a little, and the wind has turned into a gentle breeze, and I can feel my fingers again.
Need more of this in my life. Delicious!
This is fascinating… I’m watching Criminal Minds, and one day I want to be able to look at someone and just know things… because I’m nosy like that.
