<p>Hey... well we're just about three days and counting. Princeton's come up with a genius game to pass the time: a round robin story-telling with everyone adding a sentence. Every ten posts or so, we can put it all together. All right, let's go:</p>
<p>"Jonathan sat in his seat, staring at his hands in horror."</p>
<p>Because they were suddenly morphing into cheddar cheese.</p>
<p>Due to the cheesiness of his hands, Jonathan asked his math teacher for a reprieve from the Calculus test.</p>
<p>But then they turned into hooves.</p>
<p>"Kill it!!!" yelled a torch-bearing man.</p>
<p>Pitchfork-bearing peasants poured into the room behind him.</p>
<p>And thus Jonathan died a permanent death, one without any ghost, spirit, soul, family, or kindred left behind to carry on his story.</p>
<p>Man I crack me up sometimes.</p>
<p>However, the chedar cheese remained to infect other victims in jonathan's calculus class.</p>
<p>"Hark! Over yonder!" cried a frantic calculus scholar, "The sun is broaching the horizon! We'll all be turned into grilled-cheese!"</p>
<p>Jonathan sat in his seat, staring at his hands in horror, because they were suddenly morphing into cheddar cheese. Due to the cheesiness of his hands, Jonathan asked his math teacher for a reprieve from the Calculus test. But then they turned into hooves.</p>
<p>"Kill it!!!" yelled a torch-bearing man. Pitchfork-bearing peasants poured into the room behind him. And thus Jonathan died a permanent death, one without any ghost, spirit, soul, family, or kindred left behind to carry on his story.</p>
<p>However, the chedar cheese remained to infect other victims in jonathan's calculus class... </p>
<p>"Hark! Over yonder!" cried a frantic calculus scholar, "The sun is broaching the horizon! We'll all be turned into grilled-cheese!"</p>
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<p>The teacher took a deep breath, and faced his class. "I think it's time," he began slowly, "To tell you the truth behind calculus."</p>
<p>The test is a fake, I was just using it to find my way to the Emerald City</p>
<p>But now I realize that I had the way home here with me the entire time!</p>
<p>The students suddenly took Ruby slippers out of their backpacks, threw them at the calculus teacher, and he turned into Barbara Streisand (oh, the horror!).</p>
<p>But, before the shoes could reach her, Barbara vanished in a brilliant, whimsical flash.</p>
<p>Suddenly, a brilliantly blinding celestial light shone through the window in the back of the classroom.</p>
<p>Then a voice cried out... From the land beyond, beyond</p>
<p>and it said "twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a thing was stirring, not even a mouse....</p>
<p>"Hey, that's enough," complained one student. "Where did you put Barbara- er, our teacher?"</p>
<p>"She is now the Ghost of Early Decisions admissions past!" boomed the voice.</p>
<p>"So..." one brave student queried, "Does this mean the test is cancelled?"</p>