Everyone has one – that last class at the end of the day. All your other classes have been over for hours. You’ve gone home, eaten dinner, watched TV. Then suddenly you look at the clock and realize:

“Damn. I have to go to class.”

So, you drag your ass off the couch and run to school, only to find that the entire lecture is a review of something you learned in third grade.

Then of course you’ve learned your lesson, so you don’t go to your next lecture. And what do you know? The professor lectures on the meaning of life and assigns a 12-page paper on the subject.

Friday’s forecast: Fifty percent chance of me showing up. Well… it is Friday….