‘Ahhh, that actually makes a fair bit of sense,’ muttered Chris Tooth, a fourth-year law student as he discovered the exception to the hearsay rule in the law of evidence, halfway through his exam.

Of course, this would have been known to Chris if he’d been to a lecture since Week Four, or had opened Blackboard at all during SWOTVAC. However, despite repeatedly telling himself at the start of the semester that this one would be different and that it’s actually time to start taking this degree seriously, this semester was exactly like every other before it.

‘Let’s see if they’ve got any examples in here that are the exact same as the question…. Come on, you good thing,’ muttered Mr Tooth as he flicked through reams of paper, compiled by various classmates all more organised than him, the pages still warm after being spat from a Milton Officeworks printer a mere half an hour prior.

His eyes scanned each page, desperately hoping for a repeat of the Criminal Law B exam.

‘Haha, yeah that was a godsend, I deadest hadn’t looked at the course, took the past exam feedback in and they recycled half the questions. Needless to say, I was at church that weekend!’

This wasn’t his first rodeo - years of open book exams had prepared him for moments like this. Ice ran through his veins while fresh knowledge entered his brain. We somehow convinced the invigilators to let us interview this piece of academic filth mid-exam.

‘Trusts A… that was something special. A certain lecturer, bless him, didn’t actually change any of the tutorial questions before putting them straight into the exam. Come to think of it, they’re pretty much just giving these degrees away.’

(It is unsure whether the church to which Chris referred to was The Brightside before or after renovation).