#KidologyQuotes 88:
Today he was to be reacquainted with the “Group of Death”, a surly bunch with dangerous hair and metal-festooned faces, who spent the entire previous year glowering at him through lectures. Apathy, indifference and mild distaste were fine: he was a father, after all. Yet with the Group of Death something more sinister was taking place. Although he was certain some of the group had only been lobotomised (their sketchy understa
nding of the Great War gleaned from "The Inbetweeners do Verdun") and others doubtless descending from the latest designer drug, a few regarded him with surreal hostility.