Uhmm...what?

I love history. To me it is fascinating, riveting, amazing stories about how other older civilizations have lived. So, not surprisingly, I also love my history class. My professor is a pretty good lecturer and I don't need to read the book, to get an A. (Ok, this sounds like a good thing but it really just means I only like things if I can be a slacker about them...plus, I didn't buy the book, tee hee!) But, there is one thing I don't love about my history class, I call him "Back Row Boy" because I don't really know his name- maybe Justin or Josh or something like that. Anyway, this kid talks nearly more than the professor, and worst of all, God bless him, he either; a) says something the professor has JUST SAID b) says something that is on the massive projector screen that the professor is ABOUT TO SAY or c) says something TOTALLY IRRELEVANT AND/OR FALSE.

This drives me seriously bonkers. So the reason I told you all of this is to give you background for my "Story of Today".

*Ahem*

Prof: "...and one of the things we have to look at is the sale of indulgences. Indulgences are given by the Church to those faithful who perform good works to reduce their time in purgatory. Now, does anyone know what purgatory is? Tirienne?"

Me:"Purgatory is the place between Earth and Heaven where you go after you die in order to atone for your sins before entering heaven. It's basically like hell but with hope."

Prof:"Exactly and-"

Back Row Boy: (loudly) "Actually, the pope got rid of purgatory like three years ago."

At this point my professor gave me the most horrified look, his eyebrows practically in his hairline. It took severe self control to keep myself from falling off my chair and laughing until my time to go to purgatory. Instead I helped my poor professor out by saying something to the effect of "uhmm, no"

Ahh, Back Row Boy, he means well. And may he produce many gems of hilariousness for me to share with you all in the future.