finals week in 95, a few of us crossed to go see the, uh, Canadian Ballet. After a few hours patronizing a wonderful establishment for Canadian Dance Arts, we headed back to Buffalo. As we got to the crossing, the guard asked where we were, so we told him. He laughed and asked if we had any beer or cigars with us.
we all said no
then one voice from the back piped up "if we still had any, we'd still be at (insert said Dance Academys name here)
Guard just shook his head and let us thru.