The stucents flirt with danger by imitating that which they can never be: Ghetto.
(I mean, please, when both of your parents have six figure salaries, it's a little foolhardy to pretend to be poor to get "props")

Wife: “Have you put the sheets out to dry and put the towels on?”
Husband: “Yes. You know I am a grown adult also used to live alone so you do not need to micro marrige me”