Sweat Dreams

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Right Foot: Hey, Lefty! Are you awake?

Left Foot: Of course. It’s like 900 degrees under these blankets. What is she thinking making us sleep under blankets in the middle of the summer?

Brain: Neck and chin like to cuddle with them.

Neck and Chin: It’s true. We like to cuddle.

Feet: Well I don’t see why we need to sweat our balls off so you can “cuddle.”

Neck and Chin: Well we don’t hear anyone else complaining.

Back-of-the-knees: Ahem, uh, we kind of have a problem with it.

Neck: You’ve never said anything before.

Back-of-the-knees:
We thought our profuse sweating would get the message across.

Chin: Ok, guess what? We don’t care if you’re sweaty. If you don’t like things, you can just flip off the blankets down by you.

Feet: Fine, we’ll take calves over this way and back-of-the-knees, you can just kind of like hook over the top of the blanket…

Back-of-the-knees: Oh, that’s worse. Much worse. I’ve got a lot of blanket bunched up in my area.

Left Ankle:
Is this what Restless Leg Syndrome is?


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Susanna Wolff
 from Columbia

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Your Dreamcatcher

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Caldwell Tanner puts the “chill” in “CH Illustrator.”


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Hallie Cantor
 from Brown

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College Saving Tips

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College can be expensive. Replacing brand name products with cheaper, generic alternatives can save both time and money. For example:


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Ben Joseph
 from NYU

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How I Imagined the Christian Bale Alleged Assault Occurred

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Christian Bale: …Although you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours. I simply am not there…

Christian’s Mother
: Thanks for…telling us that, honey.

Christian: You like Huey Lewis and the News? Their early work was a lit–

Mother: No I prefer good music.

Christian: You didn’t let me finish…

Christian’s Sister: Say bro, got any Dunkaroos I can snack on?

Christian: You’re going to have the roasted duck with peanut butter soup. New York Matinee called it a playful, but mysterious little dish.

Sister: Nah, that sounds pretty bad

Christian (mutters): You’re a f*cking ugly bitch. I want to stab you to death. Then play around with your blood.

Sister: WHAT? Did… did you think we couldn’t hear that for some reason? Cause we totally could.


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Patrick

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It’s Called "Texting" Not "Tex Mexing"

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Do your parents not understand technology? Do they ask you stupid questions? Do they send you absurd text messages? Do they use words like “MyFace,” “SpaceBook,” or “The World Wide Web?”
If you’ve got an example of your Parents Just Don’t Understanding,
submit it here!
And thank God we’ll never be as dumb as they are!

Your parents’ Information Super Highway.

My mom thought Nintendo released the Wii 2, thinking the two i’s were Roman numerals.
Annie O’Brien, Centre

My Mom thinks Lolcat is Garfield.
Ryan W, West Virginia

I told my mom to go to Google maps and get directions. She went to Google and typed “mapquest” into the search bar.
ty vallario, university of new haven

My dad still pays for porn.
Tyler Burnett, UNL


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Susanna Wolff
 from Columbia

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Cyanide and Happiness

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More Cyanide and Happiness at Explosm.net

Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Cyanide & Happiness

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The Seven Cigarette Smokers

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The Chainer

Alright man, we get it, you’re a smoking fiend, but do you really need to smoke so much that you have to light your new cigarette with the one you’re currently smoking? Maybe you should eat some food or something. You really don’t look well. When was the last time you had a bran muffin? How about some yogurt? What you’re doing is just the epitome of addiction and you’re giving all those casual smokers a bad name.


The Dragger

In the world of cigarettes you’re either classified as a smoker or a non-smoker; there is no gray area. You can’t be on the fence and just have a cigarette from time to time, so either GO HARD or GO HOME! Next time some schlub wants “a drag of your bogue” when he has a couple beers in him, don’t hesitate to tell him to go f*ck himself.  The least he could do is offer the standard dollar.


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Jeff Rosenberg
 from NYU

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Roommate Confessions: Issue 37

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It’s been an entire week since your last confession and there’s been a lot of good, solid sinning going on across the country. Check out the top 5 and don’t forget to submit your misdeeds to here!

I was in a fraternity during my freshman and sophomore years. In my sophomore year there was an incident where two other fraternities trash talked us during rush. The majority of my fraternity didn’t care, but 4 of us took it upon ourselves to seek justice. One of our brothers lived next to a hunting reserve, and we went to the pile of dead animals where hunters leave the remains of what they kill and cut two boar heads off with shovels. We then put them on stakes (like in Lord of the Flies) outside the president’s of each of the fraternities houses. Needless to say, word spread and a police investigation ensued to no avail.
Brett C., School Not Given

Let’s just say I wasn’t using my bath towel to wipe off the toilet every time you dribbled on the seat…
Kevin, UCSB


Written Wednesday, Dec 31 by Jeff Rosenberg
 from NYU

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