One of my favorite moments in college:

Professor: The final exam will have 50 questions.
Student (in the far back): Jesus Christ!
Professor: ...ain't here.



I'd smoke a bowl or three with him. I'd already be stoned because, since he probably never even existed, he'd be just a hallucination. So, by the time I sobered up to beat his ass, he'd had vanished, a figment of my imagination.