It was the first snow of the school year, and 200 or so first-years spontaneously engaged in a mass snow ball fight.
I had been hiding behind the John Harvard statue after my camouflage snow suit attracted too much attention.
Out of the blue, and man rolls through the Yard on a unicycle.
I'll give you a minute to think about this. Winter. Snow. 200 savage first-years engaged in anarchic warfare. Man on a unicycle.
The mob stopped fighting, and all was quiet as people noticed this idiot. My exaggerated memory has him whistling "It's a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood."
Appropriately, he was brutally attacked by the mob, and his body was scattered across Loker as a reminder to all that dumbness is not allowed.
That's all for now, people. I'd like to thank The Saboteur, the Social Analyst and the International Woman of Mystery for all their assistance.
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