To the girl who pretended to be transgendered for an entire semester to fit in with the gay community: We all know.
To the food ladies at Commons: It’s finally December.
This Thanksgiving dinner, Lowbrow will be thinking about many things during Grace: midnight strolls through the BioPond, Swedish Fish, pterodactyl porn, world peace, and people who send us raunchy Shoutouts from their school emails (hey, Julian). But if you were wondering what others on campus are thankful for, look no further.
(Illustrations by Faryn Pearl)
There are two types of people at Penn: Those who read Shoutouts and those who can’t read.
Shoutouts are a universal holiday commemorating the 99% literacy rate in America.
Imagine, if you will, a Thanksgiving that offends everyone equally; a Christmas unexploited by Hallmark; a Hannukah that includes that other 10% of campus; a Kwanzaa understood by all; and a New Year’s that happens twice a year.
Blonde 1: Honestly, fuck TFA!
Blonde 2: Yeah! You can always apply for Teach for Chile with me.
Blonde 1: Yeah!!!!! Oh… you were serious?
Desperate on Locust: I don’t know.
Dear Melanie*,
I get it. The social life at MIT isn’t exactly the rager you expected when you applied, but it’s not like I’m at an actual party school myself.