Today: we had a guest professor and he was lecturing on something very serious. Sex Trafficking.
Then he walked over to the computer to switch slides and out of nowhere his pants ripped. RIPPED!
RIPPED!
I died.
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pretend this hole is 10x bigger and in a more awkward place |
I lost it.
I started laughing. My suitemate Tessa that sits next to me starts dying of laughter.
And the prof just kept right on lecturing.
He finally said something and laughed it off, only about 15 minutes after the fact.
Call me a child, but I couldn't hold it in.
Then I tweeted about it.
SUE.ME.
Actually don't. I'm a poor college kid with no money.