So uh author James Joyce

Had a guy in one of my college English courses read one of his fart-loving monologues out loud to the professor and the rest of the class

Super fricking awkward and probably the moment I began to rethink every college decision I ever made.

"I paid thousands of dollars for this?!"


ETA: it was this passage

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and if I gave you a bigger stronger frick than usual fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fricked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to frick a farting woman when every frick drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere.

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I'll never forget it. The room was silent and the cringe was strong.

The first paragraph of the December 8th letter has me rolling right now

This isn't Literature... it is garbage. Those people are weird as frick.

Lol no those are the equivalent of him sexting his woman

I hope the LSU student section doesn't find out about this.

You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your count, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over me with a whore’s glow in your slumbrous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometime too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your hot drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s count. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your count is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.

I will tell my wife this, word for word tonight

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grunting like a young sow doing her dung, and a big fat dirty snaking thing coming slowly out of your backside.

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That’s enough, James.