A pretentious, Marxist school in the Northernmost point of Toronto. Largely inhabited by prissy children of rich families that are entirely supported by mummy and daddy's wages while their child pursues a useless degree in psychology or theater. A place that leaves said undergraduates well trained to apply philosophical principles to asking "do you want fries with that?"
Also, a place where U of T students go for an easy post-grad degree.
York University graduate of the bachelor of film studies: Welcome to McDonalds, Can I take your order?
** Actual paraphrase of a York University Residence inhabitant in Tatham Hall: "Yo guy, I just drank a 24 that I bought with my trust fund to my head and rubbed my sweaty balls against my roommate's forehead. Yo, I'm so epic."