One custom here upon graduation is the egging and the flouring of the students, it makes for a very slippy entrance to the underground as you walk past the University, nobody ever cleans it up so this slimey mess just grows and grows on the pavements. Perhaps we can introduce the egging and flouring of students in Sweden instead of having them drive round the city in daddy´s car beeping their horns and shouting non-stop for a week. I vote for the eggs and flour, anyone with me?
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