A koala is giving a lecture.
Professor walks in with his briefcase and a pile of notes.
Gets up to lectern, stops suddenly and realises that Koala is giving lecture.
Koala calmly turns and asks: "Can I help you?"
Professor says: "Sorry but aren't I supposed to be giving this lecture."
Koala says: "No, 3:00pm, room 234, Anthropology and Greek myths, lecturer: Koala. Is what is on the timetable."
Professor says: "Oh, sorry."
Professor dejectedly walks out.
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Showing posts with label Professor is giving a lecture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Professor is giving a lecture. Show all posts
Thursday, 12 February 2009
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Professor is giving a lecture - 1
Professor is giving a lecture.
A delivery man comes in with a large crate on a trolley.
"Can you sign for this please."
Professor signs for package and then proceeds to open the crate with a crowbar.
Out jumps a mail order Thai bride.
Lecture looks round sheepishly at the class of students and says:
"Oh its not for me, i order it for a friend, honest."
Class as one shake their heads in despair.
A delivery man comes in with a large crate on a trolley.
"Can you sign for this please."
Professor signs for package and then proceeds to open the crate with a crowbar.
Out jumps a mail order Thai bride.
Lecture looks round sheepishly at the class of students and says:
"Oh its not for me, i order it for a friend, honest."
Class as one shake their heads in despair.
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
Professor is giving a lecture
Hi
In this section of posts the Grand Schnuppa would like to introduce any students out there to a great tool of procrastination and subversion. The premise is simple; imagine a lecture, imagine a boring lecture, imagine a mind-numbingly boring professor, now imagine the most random thing you can think of happening to that professor, now tell that thing to someone else. For example
A professor is giving a lecture.
The sailor, biker, builder and native american from the Village People walk in carrying a policeman's outfit.
They walk to the professor and in unison declare: "It's just not the same without you, you have to come back."
Professor leaves with Village People and re-embarks on a music career.
Students life long and productive lives without ever caring that they missed the rest of that one lecture on Post-modern culture.
It seems weird but i promise you that if you let your imagination run free like a gazelle on the savanna not only will you have fun but you will spend the rest of your time in lectures just waiting and praying for something interesting to actually happen.
In this section of posts the Grand Schnuppa would like to introduce any students out there to a great tool of procrastination and subversion. The premise is simple; imagine a lecture, imagine a boring lecture, imagine a mind-numbingly boring professor, now imagine the most random thing you can think of happening to that professor, now tell that thing to someone else. For example
A professor is giving a lecture.
The sailor, biker, builder and native american from the Village People walk in carrying a policeman's outfit.
They walk to the professor and in unison declare: "It's just not the same without you, you have to come back."
Professor leaves with Village People and re-embarks on a music career.
Students life long and productive lives without ever caring that they missed the rest of that one lecture on Post-modern culture.
It seems weird but i promise you that if you let your imagination run free like a gazelle on the savanna not only will you have fun but you will spend the rest of your time in lectures just waiting and praying for something interesting to actually happen.
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