My philosophy teacher sent a message to all the class telling we have not to do an exam about Nietzsche and his way to say us... was a bit... curious:
Dear students,
last night, while I was dreaming, Nietzsche appeared in my dreams with a cubata in the left hand and a habano in the other hand, with a blonde girl and another brunette girl, that I'll spare to describe, but you can imagine. He looked at me steadily and he said: "Hey, if everything flows and your students are too pressured... why do you don't let them live and you remove the examen that you told to them that I said and that it's not more than an egyptian interpretation and "mummy" (I don't know how to say in english the word he used here) of my thoughts? That they live a bit more and have mercy with them, don't be so estrict". After saying this to me, he disappeared behind the door of a kind of super luxury hotel accompanied with the two girls and laughing so hard.
Hahahaha, this teacher is crazy omfg xDD he's the best
