* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * *
Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar
Bev the gizmoid DrinkDroid sizes you up and begins mixing a drink:
3 parts Watermelon Juice, 7 parts Warm Bourbon...
She chirps, "Make sure to grab yourself a "I Visited Mama Kin" Coaster!!"
Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would
say things like:
Looking for volunteers for our latest study:
Specific Submodalities of a Sound-Reflector Prime Numbers God Bless You!
at least until old
Farts-on-Boynton-Hall
would walk in. And then we would all say
Thou roguish dizzy-eyed haggard
and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling
I DON'T HAVE THE FAINTEST CLUE WHO I AM
or we'd end up telling bad jokes like:
Three oscilloscopes walk into a bar. The first one days, "Can I have a drink?"