Please play my intro python game. Please I’m begging, please, will someone play my intro python game.

Find your inner amphibian.

A turkey by any other name would still probably taste as dry…

Time to mooch off your friend’s Hulu account!

Pandemic Living™ is not particularly conducive to going through a breakup. Bwog staffers get it, so we’re here to commiserate and advise.

Bwog presents low-grade smut in the first part of a slow-burn, Wattpad-worthy Roaree x Millie fanfiction. 

Ben & Jerry’s ice cream is directly correlated to your Zoom personality; you just don’t know it yet. 

Just in case you were thinking about re-entering the dating scene, don’t.  Everyone has their imaginary perfect NYC date. The scenario you revisit every time you see a hot person reading on the subway. Or a hot person anywhere. However, as has become all too clear, our lives are not actually romantic comedies. And there […]

Oh to be young and in love, during the third surge of COVID-19; wait, how can I make that happen?

In the words of Spongebob Squarepants, “At least I’m safe inside my mind.” Perhaps Columbia University is just a state of mind.

The bizarre, the profane, and the actually useful: here’s what Bwog has in our notes for Fall 2020.

‘Tis the season for cinnamon, sugar, snow, and all things warm and fuzzy. ‘Tis also the season for finding new ways to save money and protect your wallet, and Bwog is here to help!

There has to be some greater meaning here somewhere…

These people almost make up for the fact that I still don’t understand the passé simple.

Because sometimes, we don’t have an insight.