Chapter 3

I'm the most terrific liar you have ever seen in your life. Anyway.. back at pency i lived in the new dorm, Ossenburger memorial wing. He was an ex-pupil at Pency who made loads of dough in the undertaking business. He probably just shoved them in a bag and stuck them in the river. He gave this speech in the chapel.. he started with about 50 phoney jokes to show us what a regular guy he was. He was very religious, and went on for hours. the best bit was in the middle part of the marathon when he was telling us what a swell guy he was and Edgar Marsalla laid this terrific fart. It was very crude to do in a chapel, but also quite funny. We was egging him on to do another whilst old thurmer was on, but he wasn't in the mood. anyway, that's where i lived at pency. Old Ossenburger memorial wing, in the new dorms.

It was all quiet back at pency, everyone was at the game, and i started reading a book about Africa which i picked up by mistake..... When Robert Ackley, ackley for short, everyone called him that i think his wife will as well, walked in. He was a senior, two years older than me and the most lousy teeth, with a mossy look to them. He started walking around picking up my stuff, and most annoying of all didn't put it back in the right place.... I tryed to get rid of him by groaning every time he spoke but i finally put the book down. He asked me about the fencing, and I had to answer twice... how annoying. Stradlater came in rushing around like always... he had a date. ackley hates stradlater.. he wouldn't even sit on his chair... just the arm of it. anyways, stradlater went rushing for a shave with his crumby razor in the bathroom.