Na na na na na na na

There's an area of the mayanesque stairs from seventh north to the south end of campus that is sectioned off with yellow caution tape. The class bound fail to see the impending blockade, and trek the steps oblivious to their pedestrian fate. And once the chunk of danger is hit, there is only one solution; climb under and over and through and around the tape to reach the other side, a severe hazard to the average coed's health, and dare I say deliciously ironic.