I was at the other end of a rant last week. A rant that did not involve me, but was a little heated and I do believe there were fudge-bombs. I don't remember why the ranter was ranting but it was a topic that deserved proper rantification so I stood and listened until the following:
"Bippity-boppity stuff that makes me mad, bleepin' bleep!"
"And so such-and-such and diddly doo-wop."
"Preach it sista."
"And she probably had her degree in something stupid like Communication."
"Um, my degree is in Communication."
"Of course it is."