FluffMaster
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Urban legends tell of an SMU student, who was birthed in a field of peach blossoms at the precise moment that a thousand white doves took flight. Squirrels and rabbits had gathered around the child to keep him warm and when this child grew up he became the Emperor of Fluff and started dealing ownage during presentations in SMU. I have met this man and his name is Vincent Ha. I know him as Vincent Ha-ha ha, I just owned your sorry ass with my l33t video.
I’ve made it a point to not pick any classes with this man because I know that if I don’t avoid him like the bubonic plague, I’ll be the newest addition to the database of names of the wretched competition that could not withstand his fluffy presentations. The following video was something he did in year one. Thoroughly enjoyable – mainly because I was lucky enough not to be from his class at that time. I can picture all the pathetic losers from the other groups just sitting there mouths agape and shaking their heads in resignation. In the corner a deluded individual is convincing his group members that maybe this Prof doesn’t like fluff.