The academic life, from the outside, appears to be a dull progression of years stacked up in the attempt to teach the same formulas and facts to succeeding generations of resolutely ignorant youths, with nights spent in a moth-eaten cardigan grading papers and sipping at a potion of rubbing alcohol and laudanum. What the hell can a middle-aged pedagogue and his mate possibly … Become a Mr Skin Member and get the full review