Not everyone had as wholesome Thanksgiving experience as our freshman columnist. Bwog nightlife correspondent Will Snider narrates the amalgamated stories of his visits home. Picture it. You’re back home on break and enjoying some leftover turkey when the telephone on the kitchen counter rings. Your mother picks it up and hands it to you, a forgotten […]
In the spirit of wedding crashers, lonely and ambitous men from the B-School have started crashing SIPA parties–“where the wine flows and the women are beautiful” in an attempt to escape the few and relatively ugly girls of their own school. But wouldn’t these business folks have a tough time handling the liberal ladies of […]
Bwog isn’t sure what this poster found in a Carman elevator is meant to advertise (the e-mail address reads optimistsociety@hotmail.com, although we doubt they mean these people), but we are sure that the reactions to it are just terribly, terribly wrong.
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