I was on my way to class that morning. Pop into the car and turn on the local shock jocks. They were . . weirdly somber. I thought they were doing a bit, but I knew something was off.
Go to class, leave, meet up with some friends at the quad. There was talk about vigils and the tragedy that happened. It was an eerie day, for sure.
Get it? He’s lumpy and stinky!