When I was a freshman at MTSU (it was MTSC then) I lived in a dorm. The beds were metal cots, probably WWII surplus. One poor devil went to sleep too early one night and his "friends" picked up his cot and carried him out into the yard and parked him under a tree. He was okay until it started to rain. I watched him wake up from the safety of a second story window. He made a short speech describing his friends, who were hidding, then picked up the cot and carried it back to his room.
I was just an observer. I didn't play a part in this story. Would I lie to you?

So what did you do in college? Study?
Howard