βAnd as we approach the mid-point of the semester, if you have accrued a number of absences, please come to my office hours, whence you shall be led in chains by a 7-foot-tall Barbarian before your classmates, to whom rocks have been given so that they may stone you unto death, your lifeless body then left unburied outside the walls of the lecture hall to be eaten by wild dogs. See you Wednesday!β
Those who don’t like their grades will be paraded around campus in a covered chariot and then locked in an underground chamber with three days worth of food and water and a lamp. This way it’s not technically the professors fault when you die, and we don’t have to hear you complain about that too.
But what about the sack with the monkey and the rooster and the snake and being thrown into the Tiber?