That Darn Vernacular!

In my recent present I have noticed a trend in girls around my age. I use the term girls because these are the farthest creatures from young ladies I have ever set my eyes on. I worked in a bar for three years and still am shocked to see the behavior that certain individuals can display in public. Aside from dry humping on a sticky dance floor the conversations that transpire between this certain breed is phenomenal. I often times find myself sitting behind a plastic cup and straw waiting for the next piece of brilliance to seep out of cotton candy colored lips. It makes me feel like my grandfather when I say this but I just do not understand that darn vernacular these kids are using these days.
“We are a race of tit-men, and soar but little higher in our intellectual flights than the columns of the daily paper.” Oh Henry David if you could see us now! I have accomplished many things thus far in my mere blip of an existence but I believe that one accomplishment that strikes me as paramount in my life, is that I have never viewed a single episode of the Real World. This is what sets us apart ladies and gentlemen. This and the fact that we are a rare breed. We are hungry,but not for mindless entertainment and cracker jacks my friends but for knowledge. For a working truth that is more often than not hidden behind common misconceptions.