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An Ozarks Professor at Harvard

An English professor from (insert name of college in the Ozarks) went to Harvard for a conference. He was walking across the grounds, enjoying the view of ivy-covered halls and the smell of Boston baked beans when he realized he needed directions to the venue. So he stopped a Harvard professor and said, “Pardon me, but can y’all tell me where the library is at?”

The Harvard professor, in a haughty tone replied, “Here at Haavaad, we do not end our sentences with a preposition.”

The Ozarks professor thought a minute and then tried again.

“Ok,” he said, “Can y’all tell me where the library is at, asshole?”