So it has come to my attention that President Bob was shocked to see kids drinking during homecoming (GASP!) and he is personally pushing for a crackdown. It would seem that he and Ward 2 City Council member Paul Zerby together have worked to pass this new ordinance on campus that involves placing giant orange signs on properties that hold underage drinking parties. I think both of these people, and every other fuddy duddies in the Marcy Holmes neighborhood, have all forgotten what it is like to be a college student, and surely many of the indulgences that they themselves took part in, surely. Besides the fact that hammering these signs into the frozen tundra of a Minneapolis front yard in January is going to be damn near impossible and highly laughable, I also venture to guess that a great number of these signs are going to go missing. Hell, I wouldn't even be surprised if they ended up re-erected on the front lawn of Paul Zerby's house. Especially considering he penned the ordinance.
I'm drunk right now. I don't actually have a midterm. HA ha.
Alcoholism is no laughing matter... unless the alcoholic is a clown.
..or a dead baby.
...or a dead baby clown.
So then tonight Paul sends me a link to a site with THIS JOKE ON IT:
What's funnier than a dead baby?
A dead baby in a clown costume!
IT'S THE FIRST JOKE!
Sweet, we're all right there on the right path together.
That's the path I'm always on.