Dante's Inferno's got nothing on Wien

Dante’s Inferno’s got nothing on Wien

Do you hate your room? Do you really hate your room? We’re not just talking mild loathing, here—we want to know if you thoroughly, unequivocally hate your room. If your room caused you to fail a midterm, or lose a potential hookup, or gain a long-lasting injury. If your room is full of faulty heating vents, vengeful cockroaches, or megalomaniac poltergeists. If your room is basically the tenth circle of hell.

If any of this sounds familiar, Bwog may have just the relief for you. We can’t get you out of your room before the end of the semester—we’re not quite that powerful—but we can help you warn others not to make the same bad choices you did. Send your tales of housing woe (and pictures of housing woe, if you’re particularly inspired and/or angry) to tips@bwog.com. Take on a greater labor and be the Virgil you always knew you could be.

Misery and woe via George Romney