There reaches a point every all-nighter when suddenly the grout jokes scrawled in your Lau cell become especially funny and you are left to question your mental stability. Normally this occurs somewhere north of the fifth espresso shot and near that bewitching hour when all your “friends” stop returning your snapchats, but the condition has been documented at all hours of finals week.
We can’t much help you with the building pile of unread books leading towards this state of health, but at least we can assure you that you’re not alone. After the great grout jokes we saw in our post “Stalling in the Stall”, we decided it was time to feature some more. Without further ado, for your procrastinating pleasure, the best grout jokes from Lau prison cell 462:
