QUIZ: Which area of engineering should you study?

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3. City dweller, successful fella
   Thought to himself “Oops, I’ve got a lot of money (I got money)
   Caught in a rat race, terminally
   I’m a professional cynic but my heart’s not in it
   I’m paying the price of living life at the limit
   Caught up in the century’s anxiety”
   Yes, it preys on him (it preys on him)
   He’s getting thin (getting thin)
   Try the simple life
   He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
   Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country
   He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country
   Oh, it’s like an animal farm, lots of rural charm in the country
   He’s got morning glory and life’s a different story
   Everything’s going jackanory (jackanory)
   Touched with his own mortality
   He’s reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
   It’s a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland (close your eyes, yeah)
   Oh, it’s the century’s remedy
   For the faint at heart (faint at heart)
   A brand-new start (new start)
   Try the simple life
   He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
   He’s got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country
   He doesn’t drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country
   But you’ll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country
   In the country
   In the country
   In the country
   Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don’t know why?
   Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don’t know why?
   Oh, he lives in a house, a very big house in the country
   Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country
   He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country
   Oh, it’s like an animal farm lots of rural charm in the country
   Oh, he lives in a house, a very big house in the country
   He’s got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country
   He doesn’t drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country
   But you’ll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country
   La, la, la, la
   I wanna be
   I wanna be

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5. i love dudes

6. adem used Jacob g name angry emoji don’t belief the Jaco one

7. Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
   Living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house
   Half a block down the street from Jerry’s Bait Shop
   (You know the place)
   Well, anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

   Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
   My mother would make me a big ol’ bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

   Daww, big bowl of sauerkraut
   Every single mornin’
   It was driving me crazy

   I said to my mom
   I said, “Hey, mom, what’s up with all the sauerkraut?”
   And my dear, sweet mother
   She just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train
   And she leaned right down next to me
   And she said, “It’s good for you”
   And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
   And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

   That’s when I swore that someday
   Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
   Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
   And the towels are oh so fluffy
   Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
   And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for a nickel
   See “Weird Al” Yankovic Live
   Get tickets as low as $16

   You might also like
   Absolutely (Story of a Girl)
   Nine Days
   Thought I Was Dead
   Tyler, The Creator
   Hey Jane
   Tyler, The Creator

   Wacka-wacka-doo-doo, yeah

   Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn’t long at all before my dream came true
   Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
   To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy’s butt
   I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
   That’s right, a first class one-way ticket

   [Chorus]
   To Albuquerque
   Albuquerque

   [Verse 2]
   Oh yeah
   You know, I’d never been on a real airplane before
   And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
   Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
   And the little kid in back of me kept throwin’ up the whole time
   The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
   And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
   And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
   And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
   And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
   Except for me
   You know why?

   ‘Cause I had my tray table up
   And my seat back in the full upright position
   Had my tray table up
   And my seat back in the full upright position
   Had my tray table up
   And my seat back in the full upright position

   Ah-ha-ha-ha
   Ah-ha-ha
   Ah

   So I crawled from the twisted, burnin’ wreckage
   I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
   Draggin’ along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
   And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
   And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
   But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
   Where the towels are oh so fluffy
   And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
   It’s okay, they’re clean

   Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
   And I turned on the SpectraVision
   And I’m just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
   That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there’s a knock on the door

   Well now, who could that be?
   I say, “Who is it?”
   No answer
   “Who is it?”
   There’s no answer
   “Who is it?”
   They’re not sayin’ anything

   So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
   It’s some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock of Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
   Oh man, I hate it when I’m right
   So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
   And I’m like, “Hey, you can’t have that
   That snorkel’s been just like a snorkel to me”
   And he’s like, “Tough”
   And I’m like, “Give it”
   And he’s like, “Make me”
   And I’m like, “‘kay”
   So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
   And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
   And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
   Yes, indeed, you better believe it
   And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
   And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice
   And you know what it said?
   I’ll tell you what it said

   It said
   “If you’d like to make a call, please hang up and try again
   If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator
   If you’d like to make a call, please hang up and try again
   If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator”

   [Chorus]
   In Albuquerque
   Albuquerque

   [Verse 3]
   Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
   But I made a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
   I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
   But first, I decided to buy some donuts

   So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
   And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
   And he says, “Yeah, what do ya want?”
   I said, “You got any glazed donuts?”
   He said, “No, we’re outta glazed donuts”
   I said, “You got any jelly donuts?”
   He said, “No, we’re outta jelly donuts”
   I said, “You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?”
   He said, “No, we’re outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts”
   I said, “You got any cinnamon rolls?”
   He said, “No, we’re outta cinnamon rolls”
   I said, “You got any apple fritters?”
   He said, “No, we’re outta apple fritters”
   I said, “You got any bear claws?”
   He said, “Wait a minute, I’ll go check

   “No, we’re outta bear claws”
   I said, “Well, in that case – in that case, what do you have?”
   He says, “All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels”
   I said, “Okay, I’ll take that”

   So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
   And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin’ me all over
   Oh man, they were just going nuts
   They were tearin’ me apart
   You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin’ through my head
   I believe it went a little something like this

   Doh
   Get ’em off me
   Get ’em off me
   No, get ’em off, get ’em off
   Oh, oh God, oh God
   Oh, get ’em off me
   Oh, oh God

   I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
   Wavin’ my arms all around and just runnin’, runnin’, runnin’
   Like a constipated wiener dog
   And as luck would have it, that’s exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
   Her name was Zelda
   She was a calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
   I’ll never forget the very first thing she said to me
   She said, “Hey, you’ve got weasels on your face”

   That’s when I knew it was true love
   We were inseparable after that
   Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
   We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
   The world was our burrito
   So we got married and we bought us a house
   And had two beautiful children – Nathaniel and Superfly
   Oh, we were so very, very, very happy, aw yeah

   But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
   She said, “Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?”
   I said, “Whoa, hold on now, baby, I’m just not ready for that kind of a commitment”
   So we broke up and I never saw her again
   But that’s just the way things go

   [Chorus]
   In Albuquerque
   Albuquerque

   [Verse 4]
   Anyway, things really started lookin’ up for me
   Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
   That’s right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
   I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face
   Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
   I was gettin’ a lot of attitude

   Okay, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
   Tryin’ to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
   When I see this guy Marty tryin’ to carry a big ol’ sofa up the stairs all by himself
   So I, I say to him, I say, “Hey, you want me to help you with that?”
   And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
   “No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw”

   So I did

   And then he gets all indignant on me
   He’s like, “Hey man, I was just being sarcastic”
   Well, that’s just great
   How was I supposed to know that?
   I’m not a mind reader for cryin’ out loud
   Besides, now he’s got a really cute nickname: “Torso-Boy”
   So what’s he complaining about?

   Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
   This guy comes up to me on the street and he tells me he hasn’t had a bite in three days
   Well, I knew what he meant
   But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
   And he’s yellin’ and screamin’ and bleeding all over
   And I’m like, “Hey, come on, don’tcha get it?”
   But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
   You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
   Man, some people just can’t take a joke, you know?

   Anyway, um, um, where was I?
   Kinda lost my train of thought

   Uh, well, uh, okay
   Anyway I, I know it’s kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
   But I guess the whole point I’m tryin’ to make here is:

   I
   Hate
   Sauerkraut

   That’s all I’m really tryin’ to say
   And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
   And find yourself in an existential quandary​
   Full of loathing and self-doubt
   And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
   At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
   Somewhere out there in this crazy old mixed-up universe of ours
   There’s still a little place called

   [Outro]
   Albuquerque
   Albuquerque
   Albuquerque, Albuquerque
   Albuquerque, Albuquerque
   Albuquerque, Albuquerque
   Albuquerque, Albuquerque

   I said, A (A)
   L (L)
   B (B)
   U (U)

8. jacob goets is da goat

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