You bounce over to the Director's office, conveniently located behind the mailroom, to try to get the stamp. You walk into the office and don't see anyone but hear what sounds like a lot of knocking around coming from under the desk. Upon further investigation, you are shocked and disgusted to find [administrators' names withheld under threat of lawsuit] making love like a couple of rabbits.

 The three of you are all shocked to see each other, especially after dinner last night, and so you throw your photocopies into the air as you dash off like a crazed noun.

 "Woo hoo!"

If you decide to go into the bathroom and eat your own feces, turn to Page 74.

 

If you decide to go into the bathroom and drink toilet water, turn to Page 74.