Monday, November 12, 2007

Someone forgot their prozac and whiskey with lunch.

(After no one can answer a question)
Professor: Oh no, let me pull out my car keys.
(Proceeds to pull out car keys)
(Examining the keychain) Oh! I have my knife!
(Proceeds to open the keychain knife and pretends to slit his wrists then stab his gut)

-Public Opinion Class