Like a vomit-covered caterpillar transforming into an unsightly butterfly, McBain is undergoing summer renovations. Before our very eyes, McBain is becoming… a habitable environment the factory from Monsters Inc. Sources tell us that one of the doors leads to a Himalayan ice cave, while the rest lead to your parents’ basement.  

As the spring semester marches on and housing looms nearer, Bwog would like to scare the shit out of remind rising sophomores that Carman 2.0 McBain, unlike it’s cozy and air-conditioned first-year equivalent, is sometimes a disgusting hellhole. We were sent this image from a tipster, complete with the caption: “Look at this stuff–isn’t it neat? Wouldn’t you […]

Yesterday’s post left us all hot and bothered day dreaming about a bed of pansies. Today we continue Bwog’s series on the best and worst spots to bang out a consensual quickie at Columbia. In this edition a Bwogger takes us on a journey to mythical McBain 9.  It’s late. You’re drunk. You’re not sure […]