I wish they'd had that option when I was taking my Shakespeare class; I spent two weeks pounding out a paper and working on the class presentation. Then this well-endowed, braless nymph jumps up (wearing hip huggers so her belly ring would show, and a low-cut sweater,) and reads two pages of info she had just downloaded off Encarta in the library right before class.

The professor was in a trance. I don't think he heard a word she said. But he gushed over her "very good work," so I'm assuming she got a very good grade.

Grades are relative.