Who needs these newfangled blobs?
When I was a kid, I went to school in a one-room schoolhouse heated by a wood stove and had to walk 5 miles through the snow to get there. If you didn't know an answer, the teacher (they called him the master) hit you with a birch rod. And all our CS assignments had to be written in COBOL. But now young people think they're sooo cool, they don't write letters -- nooo, it's e-mail -- and they don't write compositions -- nooo, it's blobs. What are these blobs anyway? When I was coming up, a blob was some kind of gelatinous mass we used to fish out of the pond when the sunnies weren't biting. Now they're saying ... What? Never mind ...
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