PMAAA NORthern CALifornia

(PLEBE VERSION)

Four months and seven days ago, there arrived in the barracks a new bunch of buggos, conceived in laxity and dedicated not in the belief that the whole of them were created just plain mutt. Now we are engaged in a great mental and physical restraints, testing whether the ducrot or any of those durnbjohns so haggard and so confused can long endure. We are met on a great battle in our struggle for moral and intellectual upliftment. We have come to dedicate a portion of our efforts as a final perseverance for those who had given the "works" on us that the name of the uppies might reign forever. It is then fitting and proper that they should do this to eradicate our laxities. But in a larger field of academics, we cannot concentrate, we cannot assimilate, we cannot swallow those darn blah-blahs in the lecture room. The sleepy-heads who had been turned-back or dismissed had dozed in the rooms to rot in their grades. The plebes will little forget nor long remember how the immaculates toiled them up to the bunks, but never could they ever forget how they rot in the mess. It is then for us, dumb flickets, rather to be fast in many a piece of boodles smiling before us. It is then for us to concentrate to the unfinished orders which the uppies had enshouldered on our backs. We will nobly advance as a fouthclassman should do to minimize the touring. We had to jump to the sonnet of heaven when we are "at ease". But as long as we are the lowest kind of mammalias here, the chinning and the double timing will forever be for the plebes, by the plebes and of the plebes.
Philip Dante