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I'm forcibly reminded of the bloke I met in Hebden Bridge who stood over the hole we were digging, and spoke almost exclusively in rhyming couplets.

I think you're in larger company than that in thinking this is utter crap.

My recollection is that Soc Ed and RE classes consist largely of being told not to down whole bottles of cider, and advice on how to not get STDs or pregnant. As I don't like cider and have received a letter from my doctor confirming I don't have aids, I can only conclude these lessons were...