I think maybe both. The exam is nowadays digital and the answers to the multiple choice questions appear in randomized order...back in 2004 it was a paper test and you could just memorize the questions beforehand (they are available for practice beforehand).
I also think that people coming of age nowadays are less interested in learning to drive a car, it isn't all the rage anymore. Thus they may be less focused, maybe?
Dear leader also very excited for the new albums out today from Josh Ritter and the mountain goats. Check them out if you like good music.
In the musical wicked they also are teaching the youth. make of this what you will #dominantspecies
This morning, Tubbius is indulging in Third Breakfast in His new MaTubbity coveralls. During Second Breakfast, Dr. Biggenbottom-Tubbius pointed out that these new garments, being meant for wear by both the oft-pregnant Tubbian women and the great-tummied Tubbian men, have a buttonable flap that can be adjusted for a growing belly (either through baby or blubber). His Immensity, wanting to test this feature properly, is thus eating five double-sized breakfasts this morning.
Dear leader has heated seats as it should be . . . Now where's the beer?
In Piggy Cliff, Tubbius is now up from the table, helping Mrs. Tubbius feed the little ones. This is a day when all Tubbiuses want to eat a lot, it seems, so His Gobbiness agreed to assist in the feeding and cleaning.
Good Portly Poppa.
The Exarch of Cosmic space is sitting alongside one of the many sparkling radiated oceans of Growtt, mimosa in hand while the starving masses surround them, begging for more rations.
Dear leader gives avenger end game a solid 3 1/2 white Russians.
*surreptitiously slides over a pint of Spaten Optimator, just off the plane from Frankfurt*
I see there's a regional map. Does this regional map serve a purpose (e.g., for RP)?
For now, it's still new. Some folks are using it in RP; others just like having a visualization of their little plot of imaginary land!
Tubbius is lying in bed with Mrs. Tubbius, two great-tummied lumps lightly sweating despite the massive fan and wonderful air conditioning in the palace. His Immensity blames it on His mountainous middle, so blessedly bountiful; Her Maternity blames it on Tubbius' having gotten Her pregnant another time, now being five months along.
Both are correct, of course, though Her Motherhood is no tiny, skinny mini Herself, either.
Tubbius the Rotund cannot just stay in bed. Up He huffs and wobbles, needing something cold and tasty and sugary to drink.
He even thinks of Mrs. Tubbius, bringing Her Heaviness a glass of the same with a loving kiss on a flabby jowl.
TFW no West Amerika on Lazarus map!
Leonism just sent an a scout force to find out our exact location on the Lazarene continent. A squadron of six R21 Spatz scout planes have been deployed along the coast and over northern mountain ranges to find our neighbouring nations.
Meanwhile, four corvettes have launched from the southern harbour of Blaumeisehaven to explore the waters around Leonism.