by Laura
…without an a capella showcase to start off the semester right.
Several alarming items to report:
- Christian a capella groups are still ruining songs you used to like by turning lines about love and being alive into messages for God. Especially creepy when the lines originally had sexual undertones.
- When other students in the audience don’t recognize the song “Like a Prayer” because they’re too young to have experienced Madonna’s heyday, you have officially reached a point called old.
- At the end, when the Chancellor leads the crowd in a scary cheer that ends with, “Go to hell, Duke!”, it’s generally advisable to cling to your husband for comfort and quickly back away.
Stupid “Yeah, whoo hoo – we won the National Championship last year” rival school that I now, um, attend. Where do they get off cheering for themselves on their own campus? Geez.
Laura
Harold
