So it’s finals times and you say you won’t be drinking? Yeah, we totally believe you. Just in case you want to—you know—live vicariously through our brilliant prose, we bequeath unto you Drinking with Bwog: Finals Edition. Read responsibly! There’s nothing like a good group study session to prepare for LitHum and CC. Get your […]
Cause a 209 party is—educational. And from the looks of that label, it looks like this guy was nursin’ it for some time. Cheers, buddy. Note the dual coping mechanisms: behind the beer hangs a Nightline flyer that reads, “I’ve got 99 problems and then some.”
Oh, you wild seniors, you. How many times must you be warned? You made them so mad that she forgot about subject-verb agreement. Read her letter after the jump.
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