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Story time
>be me, going for a run
>on a trail which follows a creek through this valley, in a small city but very wooded and isolated
>about two minutes in, see a half dozen large white posters on the opposite side of the creek
>go and check it out because looks important, like warning signs or something
>read signs: it's for a college community "art"project
>on posters stapled to trees are stupid quotes by people like Thoreau and Emerson about "finding yourself in the woods" and some other bullshit
>quotes about being "free" and just "being yourself"
>even worse, each poster had some stupid selfie by the girls who made this "art"
>all of them spinning in a field or leaning against a tree looking deep in black and white
>of course all of them had dyed tumblrhair
>get angry and tear down posters in fit of rage
>collect them all and put in nearest trashcan
These ignorant cunts thought they were doing people good by stapling their masturbatory trash in an otherwise scenic area. I was justified by doing this, right, /out/?
