One of my ex-students stopped me in the hall today, a student who I still work with since he's president of the comic book club, and I'm the faculty adviser of it. He pulls a box out of his backpack and hands it to me.
"Here, I know it's a couple weeks late, I kept forgetting it, but happy birthday."
He hands me the thing you see below... A Watchmen flask. He knows my love of comics, and discreetly drinking whiskey. I love my students.
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