A charming college story
So, last night while minding my own business and actually attempting to do my reading (for a change), I notice an odd sound coming from the ceiling? "What could it be?" I ask myself. Mice? Rats? Leaky pipes? However, as I listened it became clear that the sound was, in fact, bedsprings creaking rhythmically. How charming. Sadly for the participants, I'd say it couldn't have lasted more than 2 mintues, tops. Heh heh heh. Sucks to be you, buddy.
At my lovely stolaf they offer an Interim class called "Biology of Women" but do not have a corresponding "Biology of Men." I wonder why this is so. Personally, I would be very interested. If only to further my technical knowledge for slash purposes. Moo-ha-ha-ha.
Speaking of slash...I'm off to find some! Don't wait up!
At my lovely stolaf they offer an Interim class called "Biology of Women" but do not have a corresponding "Biology of Men." I wonder why this is so. Personally, I would be very interested. If only to further my technical knowledge for slash purposes. Moo-ha-ha-ha.
Speaking of slash...I'm off to find some! Don't wait up!