College Students are Regular

I've noticed a strange phenomenon since I started attending the University of Minnesota. If you walk into the bathroom between 12:30 and 1:00, you would find that every stall is occupied by a set of sneakers which have been partially concealed by a crumpled pair of pants.

Also, the room sounds like a brass band just before an important performance.

If only the U offered a Methodical Pooping program.

(It occurs to me that, until now, I may have been spending far too much time with old people.)