no can has english major?

Oh, so tired. I hate writing papers. Four pages is not usually a problem, but T.S. Eliot's poetry is so incredibly dense and elitist. I love it, but I hate having to understand it and construct a logically sound argument from it. While on Google searching for the text of "The Waste Land," I found this: "The Waste Land" translated into the grammatically atrocious language that is LOLCat Speak. Hoping it would elucidate things, I actually clicked on the link and read it.

Unfortunately, I am not at all fluent in LOLCat, so this version made about as much sense as Eliot's. The LOLCat version, however, has caused me to seriously doubt my own faculties of observation. The LOLCat seems to have noticed several images alluding to masturbation, but this has actually gone entirely over my head, even in my repeated close readings.

I wonder what implications this has for my literary future.