No Regrets: Ivy League Idiot

So you worked your ass off, you kept up good grades, you were popular, confident, maybe your dad was an alumn. Good for you. Then you decided to celebrate your admission with ink as permanent as the one drying on your undergrad degree. Only this was on your skin. Cool font, actually, but perhaps you might have considered a tattoo artist who could spell.

On the other hand, could it be that someone who had the douchetacular idea of putting his alma mater on his back might also think it’s a good idea to misspell it? I suppose it’s possible. (Because, really, that joke would never get old! Ho ho!) It’s also possible that this was photoshopped, but the misanthrope in me hopes otherwise.

(image: worth1000.com)