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The Professor

Elisson hits the books right in the funny bone with this tale of academia...

Philbert Philpott poked at the paleolithic midden heap with his polished pick. Perhaps, he thought, there'll be something interesting in this dusty stratum of detritus.

Philbert occupied an exalted position on the University staff. He would travel to the digs with the other professors of Antiquities and write his scholarly articles; but unlike that of the others, his work was filled with sarcasm and invective. Surprisingly, this made him popular.

He would rank on the Rosetta stone and lampoon the Lyceum. He pooped on Petra and said "Fie!" to Phoenicia.

Meet Philbert, chair of the Snarkyology Department at Mishegoss University.

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