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v.1 (Yiddish) to complain
Dear Smoker’s Advocate: I’m not sure what you’re eating, but my lunch doesn’t come with a surgeon general’s warning. I’m also concerned you don’t really understand “toxic chemicals.” Or trees. Sincerely, ConcernedChemist
To the girl from the third floor who left a metric ton of expired candy in the first floor lounge: you’re the worst specimen to ever walk the face of this planet.
Note to fraternity groups for Halloween attire on Franklin Street this year: Start stocking up on sensible dark blue dresses, pearl strands, blond Annie wigs and those formidable horn-rimmed no-nonsense glasses impervious to LGBT issues.
There are no sports gods.
I need to stop thinking in text abbreviations TBH.
To honor the UNC Football team’s last-minute victories this season, I will not begin studying for any of my midterms until three minutes before they are scheduled to begin.
It should be illegal for teachers to make papers and midterms due on the same day. How can you expect us to do more than one thing.