Are you enough of a twat to go to university these days?

UNIVERSITY is no longer a chilled-out haven of drug experimentation and skiving your way through a philosophy degree. See if you would fit in nowadays.

Are you into misogynistic ‘bantz’?

Deeply unpleasant sexism is weirdly popular at Britain’s universities, so you’ll fit right in if you like intimidating laddish environments with all the intellectual stimulation of Nuts magazine.

Do you enjoy cyberbullying as if you’re still 13?

That this is a problem suggests universities have mistakenly admitted thousands of vile tweenagers. Why not go the whole hog and inform your history lecturer he’s ‘gay’ because he hasn’t got the right trainers?

Are you part of the new generation of right-wing student bellends?

Young Conservatives used to plague campuses with their Thatcher-love and ‘edgy’ demands to hang Nelson Mandela, but there are still plenty of opportunities to be a right-wing pest.

Moan endlessly about left-wing academic bias as if you’re in Pol Pot’s Cambodia, not Aberystwyth uni, or invite batshit American speakers who think there’s a feminazi conspiracy to ban heterosexual men.

Are you an identity politics obsessive?

University is a great place to have dull, hair-splitting debates about race and gender issues. However be aware that most people don’t give a toss, apart from the Daily Telegraph and Spiked magazine, and they’ve been bonkers for quite some time.

Are you mainly interested in whether there’s a decent gym?

Universities are increasingly customer-focused so it should be easy to find the right one if your intellectual curiosity reaches no further than how many bench presses you can do.

Are you planning to wear a suit like a dick?

Not only unnecessary, but also suggests you see university as just a step toward the treadmill of work. If you were Einstein you’d have done a degree in marketing instead.

Woman believes 83 Facebook friends actually give a toss about her birthday

A WOMAN has convinced herself that all the 83 friends who wished her a happy birthday on Facebook really mean it.  

Emma Bradford was overjoyed to find messages from so many people, although the vast majority would have taken no more than five seconds to write.

She said: “It’s times like this when you find out who your true friends are. My sister only bought me some jewellery but Mark at work went to all the trouble of typing ‘happy brithdag x’.

“And a girl I went to primary school with posted three birthday cake emojis – how sweet is that?

“My pathetic husband wrote me a heartfelt message about how much he loves me in an actual card but couldn’t be bothered to put it on social media. What a bastard.

“I want to thank everyone for the messages. It’s lovely to feel popular – especially with people from companies I worked for years ago who I only spoke to twice anyway.”

Francesca Ryan, who posted ‘Have a good one, hun’, said: “Is Emma that boring cow I met in the pub once, or am I thinking of a different one?”