When you host a pre-gaming function, your guests will expect the chance to play one to three games of Beer Pong, depending upon team performance and number of party attendees.
I started off rushing for the free food and alcohol, but after a night of brotherly bonding at Atlantis Gentleman’s Club, I realized that fraternity life has a lot to offer.
My roommate has been using the same towel all year and has never washed it. She says it’s okay because if she only uses it to dry her body once it’s clean, but still, right?
—Mopey About Mold
If your story were a movie I was adapting, the main conflict would be between you and your roommate.
Samhain
sa?mh'in
[Ed. note: Yes, that's right. It's pronounced Sah-ween.]
n. A modern festival in various currents of Neopaganism that is based on, or inspired by, Gaelic traditions.
Guide To: A Joyous Samhain Bonfire
The last year has been rough: Mischa Barton never made her comeback (we’ll love you always and forever Coop), handjobs are slutty again and your fixie’s spokes are all busted.
A Summer of Experience
A Semi-autobiographical Account of My Life
By Rachel Stern-Stein
After months spent cruising through the coiling canals of corporate America — spreadsheets, progress reports, photocopies, filing cabinets and arch nemeses named Chastity — Rachel had seemingly successfully reached her ultimate destination: the oh-so-crucial final PowerPoint presentation and Intern Evals.
Although busy with her demanding 60-hour workweek, Rachel S-S manages to find time to bring you all the drama.
Tuesday morning 11:00 AM:
Sitting in her cubicle like an essentially worthless worker bee confined to its honey-comb, forced to perform its widget-like duties all for the benefit of the Queen, Rachel monotonously enters data into her Excel spreadsheet.
To the avant-garde transfer: So, you’re bipolar. Too bad both of your personalities suck.
To my roommate who never showers: I spray you with Febreze while you’re asleep.
To all of you who start your sentences with, “I’m not gonna lie”: You guys should get together with those kids who start their questions with “I have a question…” Then you could go around stating obvious truths until you were comfortable with your intellectual abilities.
To the drunk baseball player: Asking me if I know “Candace” and then saying “Candace dick fit in your mouth?” was not the best way to get me into bed.
To Penn Fashion Week: Man leggings?
The average unaffiliated freshperson, basically insecure due to some long frustration, will react with psychosomatic symptoms to this most treacherous of afflictions: PENNital Herpes.