I’ve heard that one and in retrospect it all makes perfect sense!
Which is either an endorsement of drunk-posting or drunk-reading or both. I may have to pop some tall boys and ponder that.
Ha ha, I’ve been worried about exactly this kind of thing, because a defunct roommate left us with a long deep pile of crap when he moved out, among which was a pretty serviceable little student violin which I thought I would donate to the junior high school where my own kid studied violin.
I figured that I would have to go in person without the violin, meet the music teacher, explain about the donation, and THEN come back with the violin.
Because, yannow, suspicious-looking pink-haired chick shows up at public school with a VIOLIN CASE!!! :eek::eek::eek:
What were you doing in the teachers’ lounge?
Regards,
Shodan
Maybe it wasn’t suspicion, maybe their looks were “Can you believe this person waltzed in a side door and started sticking their head in classrooms instead of coming in the front and going to the office?”
Smokin’ 
Isn’t that what the Boy’s Room is for?
Yannow, if Melanie Griffith had made that movie, I would have gone to see it?