The first words that pop into my mind.... Animal House.... college.... ::smirk:::

So when my 12 year old comes home and says... 'we need to dress in togas for school on Friday,' I have to stop and take a deep breath. Relax, I told myself. There will not be kegs of beer in those middle school classrooms. All of them will be properly attired under their togas. None of them will lie on the floor in their toga dancing to "Shout!"

Of course, I didn't tell my daughter any of those things. I just let her marvel at my toga making skills.