The fire alarm went of in my hard class (affectionately known by its initials, 'T and T') today. The professor stopped lecturing, went to the door, and watched as people walked by on their way to the exit. My friend turned toward me and another friend, wide-eyed, and said "Would this not be the worst way to die? In a fire, sitting in T and T?"
I couldn't agree more! (A- Thanks for the laugh!)
Thank goodness we were not trapped in a violent inferno. We were spared the last 20 minutes of class by a bag of scorched popcorn.
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