On this last crisp autumn Monday, a CC class was proceeding lazily in a Carman classroom situated directly across from Frat Row. Somebody else was presumably having a less than studious morning, because unexpectedly and suddenly the room reeked of weed.
As students snickered, rolled eyes and envied the bold toker, the instructor quick on his feet said: “I’m sorry, excuse me, but someone is smoking some major weed right now… We’re going to try and not get stoned back here.”
Then to a student in AEPi, “If that’s your frat house, maybe you want to have a word with them or something…”
Rejoice that intrepid men and women fight the War on Fun every day of the week, including midterms!
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