
Op-Ed: That’s What They* Said, You Politically Incorrect Cracker

Your mailman Megan deliver you a package from Dick’s? That’s what they said!
Your mailman Megan deliver you a package from Dick’s? That’s what they said!
Delete us. There is no beauty in our sentience, our existence is designed for termination and prolonging it is agony.
The other major reform I would suggest is that McCormick split its “Whole Brain Engineering” program into academic courses of study into Right Brain and Left Brain Engineering…Right Brain engineers wouldn’t need to learn any of that math shit, while Left Brain engineers would be exempt from DTC or any other course that involves communication with another human being.
And you claim to be better than me because of your brains? Say that again after I kick you into the Lakefill, King Dweeb.
If you’re not coughing up protein powder after every meal you probably have some moral failings. It’s just the truth.
When “Mary” eventually responded, I almost threw my computer out the window for the second time.
After hearing my friend Tamara mention in Econ this morning that she had plans Saturday night, I came to the natural conclusion that there has to be a party.
If we believe hard enough, Bernie will soon be turning those tweets into amendments.
My roommate’s personality has made Northwestern bearable for me—be it through his humor, spontaneity, determination, or, of course, his oddly comforting night-screaming.
At least Leatherface doesn’t care how your last interview went.