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Wrong door! This is shop class. We're making spindles.

Close enough.

But I could be wrong. Our Iraqi friend over there did seem to naturally connect to the thought offerings. So maybe I'm in the wrong room. I dunno. Too many doors these days.

As long as those spindles get made it probably doesn't matter.

That's our motto. Are you sure you're a new student? You look familiar, but so does this bottle in my drawer...

I was in your Introduction to Ancient Bottled Assyrian Curses class last semester. That bottle looks like the one I stole from a tomb in Ninevah for my final project. Why is it empty?

Why is it empty?

If I told you, you'd drink, too. And if I'm not careful I'll be down by the river laughing at boats.

Go next door for the, um, best I not say.

Pretty sure everyone can hear the banging down the hall.

😂 I wonder if they have use these in that class with all the banging?

Did someone say next door? Here I am.

Here I am.

😂 That makes me laugh every time I read it. I think I get a picture of an axe and big eyeballs with it.