My boyfriend (now husband) dragged me to a frat party a few years ago because he wanted to stir up trouble undergrad style. A little boy tried to hit on me. The end of the conversation went like this:
Boy: So, uh, what year are you?
Stacy: (laughs) Class of 2004
Boy: Oh, that's cool. I graduated in 2003!
Some guy named Kyle: No, dude, she means college.
Boy: Oh.
Nice, huh? I asked him if he was allowed to be out that late.
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Hahahaha! Nice.
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