Do you even have essays?
Do you celebrate or commiserate?
If only their mother’s could see them now
Vote for the worst one – name and shame time
Vote the worst – they’re all filthy
There’s always one
Who doesn’t like making new friends?
I see you have all been burning off those mince pies in the club
You all got pissed at the Christmas Market and somehow ended up in the club didn’t you?
Drink through the assignments
‘If one of my mates sits on 5th or 6th floor I am no longer friends with them’
There are now 358 more desks
It’s not like we have any work to do anyway
It’s a no-brainer really
You’ve all been a bit busy…
Everyone still cares what they look like
It’s very smokey