Owls (Not) in the Classroom

This time, Professor brought a paperweight to class. It was owl-shaped. Half of the class cracked up, one girl much louder than others.

"Haha! The owl on your desk!" she screeched and pointed to the toy.

I don't remember seeing an owl on the desk, or hearing any owl hoots, or smelling or seeing bird shit all over the room, or having an allergic reaction to some sort of animal.

Professor had a similar reaction. "It's not an owl. This is plastic shaped to look like an owl."

At which point, the majority of the class broke out in laughter, and couldn't shut up for minutes. Save the professor, and myself. So I rolled my eyes, put on my sunglasses, and waited. Next!