The Yell
The annual Sororities' Running of the Bulls, aka running of those looking
for self-acceptance and false confidence.
For Halloween, I was thinking about dressing and acting like my friends.
I was going to walk and talk with only them, but then I realized that
being greek for just one night was WAY too much for me.
Exactly what is the giant ditch below Richland bridge for? Is this a
mass grave for all the traffic fatalities that are bound to occur on Court
Street because they blew up all the sidewalks?
There's nothing I like more than ruthless negative ad campaigning.
Freshmen girls, just because The Cheese is gone, it doesn't mean the
sex has to be gone. PUT OUT.
Smokers, let's all throw a lit cigarette into a pile of dry leaves. Smokey
says "Only you can prevent stupidity!"
All athletes who schedule before seniors suck.
The athletes who eat in Boyd Dining Hall aren't so special that they
can cut in front of everyone else in line because they are too hungry
to wait. We are all hungry!
If you really can't stand people with cell phones, you can have some
fun. Next time you see someone on a cell phone just stand real close.
If asked what you are doing, just say you're expecting a call.
I think all those Nader campaigners are really just George W. supporters
in disguise, trying to steal votes from Gore.
Wanted for the house on the corner of College and Mill: an anti-theft
device for the Tappa Tappa Kegga signs!
Only at the Swindlefish can hippies be seen grinding with greeks.
What do Dave Matthews fans say when they run out of alcohol? God, this
music sucks.
**Insert lame Greenery joke here.**
Bring on the rain. Rain equals no ladybugs!
A successful Halloween costume can be summed up in two words: Fake Wiener!
I heard the Tier III "Women and Leisure" class has a required textbook
- it's called a cookbook.
Nothing says LOSER like driving around with the bass cranked up and the
windows rolled down.
Not bad guys, but be sure to take notes this weekend and send Gena
a Halloween e-mail yell, gk410797.
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