A mathematical or logical conjecture, so profound in intellectual substance that it has transcended all temporal bounds of human reasoning, such that its meaning and importance is seemingly nonexistant, even to the world's greatest thinkers.
Smart Guy: I has a conclunctation!
World's Greatest Scientist: What is your conclunctation, pray tell my dear friend, that my ears may be blessed with the orgasmic quality of your speech.
Smart Guy: Oh wait shit I forgot
World's Greatest Scientist: What is your conclunctation, pray tell my dear friend, that my ears may be blessed with the orgasmic quality of your speech.
Smart Guy: Oh wait shit I forgot
by Gon Bopsin December 12, 2019
A town in Connecticut idolized almost exclusively for its good schools and cheaper cost of living as compared to New Canaan or Darien. As such, a large percentage of Wilton's population does not have permanent residency plans and 'For-Sale' signs often coincide with graduation banners.
Wilton's pie de resistance is undoubtedly its High School, although you a preliminary visual inspection would not suggest this. The building is an architectural shit-show filled with choke-points, haphazard facility placement, and an unwelcomingly bureaucratic exterior.
There is a strikingly large gap between the high and low ends of Wilton's income spectrum, however, Wilton residents almost all share one thing in common. Everyone is white. 2015 census reports show that 93% of Wilton consists of White Caucasians. At one point in time, only 2 black families resided in Wilton out of approximately 16,000 people.
The teens of Wilton High School vary in background and motivation. A solid percentage are academic devotees who care passionately about securing their future economic success through the pursuit of resume fodder opportunities. Another large percentage consists of well-to-do jackoffs who skip school on the regular. And although the school administration will adamantly deny it, Wilton students are extremely racist, likely due to isolationism from racial struggle provided by what can only be described as the 'Wilton Bubble Effect'
I have a big penis.
Wilton's pie de resistance is undoubtedly its High School, although you a preliminary visual inspection would not suggest this. The building is an architectural shit-show filled with choke-points, haphazard facility placement, and an unwelcomingly bureaucratic exterior.
There is a strikingly large gap between the high and low ends of Wilton's income spectrum, however, Wilton residents almost all share one thing in common. Everyone is white. 2015 census reports show that 93% of Wilton consists of White Caucasians. At one point in time, only 2 black families resided in Wilton out of approximately 16,000 people.
The teens of Wilton High School vary in background and motivation. A solid percentage are academic devotees who care passionately about securing their future economic success through the pursuit of resume fodder opportunities. Another large percentage consists of well-to-do jackoffs who skip school on the regular. And although the school administration will adamantly deny it, Wilton students are extremely racist, likely due to isolationism from racial struggle provided by what can only be described as the 'Wilton Bubble Effect'
I have a big penis.
Normal Person: Hey why did you move to Wilton?
Wilton Resident: Because the schools are very good and living as a housewife in a 3m dollar mansion will help me forget my marital problems.
Normal Person: I want to move to Wilton now because I hate myself
Wilton Resident: That's totally fine, would you mind rolling up your sleeve?
Normal Person: Sure *rolls up sleeve*
Wilton Resident: *screams* I didn't know you were a nig- I mean.... Are you sure you have enough money to move here? Maybe you should try Bridgeport. *calls police*
Wilton Resident: Because the schools are very good and living as a housewife in a 3m dollar mansion will help me forget my marital problems.
Normal Person: I want to move to Wilton now because I hate myself
Wilton Resident: That's totally fine, would you mind rolling up your sleeve?
Normal Person: Sure *rolls up sleeve*
Wilton Resident: *screams* I didn't know you were a nig- I mean.... Are you sure you have enough money to move here? Maybe you should try Bridgeport. *calls police*
by Gon Bopsin August 20, 2019