Next time I want a beer at the bar, my name is Elmer and I work for Johnny on the Spot sucking faeces for a living. And in my free time, I like to shovel cow and horse faeces in the pasture and sell it as garden fertilizer. I’m sick of people thinking I am some kind of smart guy and telling me their theory of the universe. Some screwed up faeces these people tell me. Perhaps if I tell them I am a shit farmer, they will simply go away.
Lesson learned. Drugs are bad. ALL OF THEM. If someone needs a dissertation, perhaps they can discover how some of these people get through everyday life.