Great place to meet hippies chicks majoring in social sciences looking for husbands!
Everyone pretends they are there for The Cause, so you go off with one behind a tree to talk about The Struggle and the next morning you’re chewing your arm off because the beer goggles are off and she’s Unshaven and Smells Bad.
This is just what I heard (mind you) you know, from others; I left school with a bachelor of science degree.
You’ve inspired my new tag line.