I am done grading all my final exams, and am basically finished for the semester. Life is good!
For the final exam, our university's creative writing class was asked to write a concise essay containing these four elements: religion, royalty, sex and mystery.
One student received an A+. Her read, "My God," said the Queen, "I'm pregnant. I wonder whose it is?"
I'm pretty strict with my students regarding their attendance for the final exam. This semester I told them "Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for you not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it, no other excuses whatsoever!"
A smart-ass student in the back of the room raised his hand and asked, "What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?"
The entire class started laughing and snickering. When silence was restored, I looked at the kid and said, "Well, I guess you'd have to answer the exam with your other hand."
A pretty young coed came to my office the day before the final. She looke up and down the hall, closed my office door, and knelt on the floor.”I would do anything to pass this exam,” she said.
Leaning closer,she whispered seductively, “I mean, anything.”
I looked down at her and said,”Anything?”
“Anything” she replied again.
I spoke softly to her, “Would….you…..study???”
War. Good God, Y’all.
1 day ago