Thackstonia

In the winter of our discontent, we took up Richard III... And there were old stone walls, covered with snow, while the gentle wind wafted over the new mown hay. Stuff like that.

Midway through the hour, the discussion devolved into a teacher's monologue, which seemed a little off-topic, unless you considered the literary context. Which we didn't.

Walking out, I said to the guy next to me, "What was that all about?"

The guy said, "What?"

I said, "The part where she said there were things in life that we had no knowledge of."

The guy said, "I think she was saying, only teachers can have sex."

"You might be right," I said.

Just then, Felix Perry passed by. I grabbed him and said, "What do you think?"

Felix said, "My kingdom for a B."