And you know he’d be the sort to hand in brilliantly written papers that get lousy grades on account of their complete disregard for the directions. 
I actually have a half-finished sketch somewhere for a parody along the same lines as Tracy Lord’s – I started on it while studying for doctoral exams, and it was supposed to begin
No matter where – of leisure no man speak!
Let’s talk of books, and notes, and references
and end with “How can you say to me that I am smart?”
I was feeling rather disspirited, obviously. But I’ve passed my exams now – well, half of them; I’m taking orals next week – so I’m unlikely to finish it. 