Another spring break season has almost officially come and gone (thiink we're in the last week or so here for some colleges), and 2017 most definitely delivered on the drunken, booze-soaked debauchery front. The kids these days are seemingly hellbent on taking spring break decadence to new highs, and new lows.

What we have here could be the epitome of everything scantily-clothed and shameless and outright pure ridiculous about undergrad vacations that escape parental supervision. 

So basically what I'm reading here after sifting through these frustratingly wide-ranged answers is that the magical window of time when it comes to foreplay falls somewhere between 5 and 30 minutes. Ummm. Could you ladies make that any more difficult for us to get a read on?

Moms. Some say, they don't understand. Some say, they're the reason you're alive. Others say, they know to troll. 

This mom falls into that last category. 

When Westminster College freshman Connor Cox thought that he was getting a carepackage from his mom, it turns out what he was getting a reminder to take the trash out.

Thought my mom was sending me a care package... but instead she sent me a box of trash i was supposed to take out. pic.twitter.com/UetdT5UoVP

— Connor Cox (@thedeal_5) January 30, 2017

Text books are no joke. Wait. My bad. Texts books are a joke.

They cost a fortune. Sometimes you can’t buy used copies. They seem to always be written by your professor.

The worst, probably, is this dude who paid $180 for a stack of papers that he also had to buy a three-ring binder for. Ouch.

$180 for a "text book" that came as a stack of paper I had to buy a three ring binder for. Economics lesson one: college is a scam from pics