the INSPIRATIONAL story of ~&sparty99&~
imagine, if you will, a crowded admissions office at one of the most prestigious law schools in the country - a top 50 school, to be exact, ranked by the prestigious United States News and World Report every year. while law schools had felt the burden of smaller and smaller applicant pools in recent years, none of this seemed to worry Kenny, the resident admissions officer who knew that he would always have a job as long as shows like suits and how to get away with murder maintained their ratings.
Kenny: "Hey Patricia, we've just gotten the new wave of 2010 applications in. Let's do what we do every year; you sort them from highest to lowest LSAT/GPAs, and we'll take three months in sending a decision so that admits think that we put a lot of thought into it."
Patricia: "I'll have it done in a couple minutes, boss."
Kenny: Good. I have to do some push ups in my office with the door closed.
As Kenny grunted away in his office doing "push ups", Patricia sorted through the files. As her fingers flew through the pages at lightning speed, they suddenly halted as if frozen by a mysterious force.
"Oh my God," Patricia gasped. She tossed the rest of the files aside, scattering paper all over the room. Clutching the file in her fist, she swung Kenny's door open forcefully. The sight of the naked middle-aged man didn't even phase her.
"Someone finally wrote an addendum!" she sighed, "Years I've been here, and no one has ever once written one!"
"Who the fuck do you think you are bursting in while I'm-- wait, an addendum?"
"For the LSAT!" the young woman screamed orgasmically, "He was a bad test taker in high school!"
Kenny stood up from his chair and snatched the file out of Patricia's hand. His eyes fell upon the simple addendum words as if they had been offered from on high by God himself. "So he's not just a lazy fuck like the rest of these applicants, he's just a bad test taker... well we can't afford to lose a stand-up guy like this!" Kenny ran out his office stark naked over to the ominous phone in the middle of the main room.
"Dean? Yeah, it's Kenny. You won't believe this, a guy named Sparty99 wrote an addendum for his low LSAT scores. Get this, he's a bad test taker."
Patricia heard squeals of delight from the other end of the line. Kenny winced and pulled the phone away from his head. "A full ride? Well golly, with class cuts being the way they are..." The squeals of delight turned to rage-filled cursing. Kenny gingerly hung up the phone, his previously rock-hard dick now much smaller than it had been a few minutes before.
"I don't know, Patricia," Kenny's eyes welled up with tears, "If we can't land this Sparty99 fellow, we might lose our jobs. He's probably sent that same addendum to every school he applied to. Just our luck."
But Sparty99 took pity on the adcoms at the T50 law school. Even though he could have retaken the LSAT and gone to far more preftegious law schools with better job opportunities, Sparty99 decided to settle for this school. The Dean's office breathed a collective sigh of relief upon receiving Sparty99's enrollment deposit in the mail.
A year passed. Patricia felt a flurry of excitement upon seeing the 2011 applications coming in to her office, but alas, no one had written an addendum. Fools, she thought to herself, if only they knew. Her only hope now was that the brave and well-endowed Sparty99 would spread the news to top-law-schools.com/forums/ so that she could once again taste the ecstasy and jubilation of feeling that extra page attached to the LSAC CAS printout.