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...Grandma, WHAT THE FUCK!!!” I thought to myself, but he didn’t seem to mind. As he walked away I screamed creepily, “I love ‘Footloose!’” He looked at me like I was from a town where you weren’t allowed to dance and then walked...

Author: By Theodore B. Bressman, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: ‘Footloose’ for a Cause | 5/3/2006 | See Source »

...exposure! 10) Asking me to analyze any of Hemingway’s texts constitutes sexual harrassment. 11) Oh, I was prepared for a different type of oral… 12) I love the smell of napalm in the morning. 13) How much would it cost to bribe you? 14) Fuck you! I already have a banking job. 15) Is the proper term for a dwarf “midget” or “little person?...

Author: By Scoop A. Wasserstein, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: 15 | 4/26/2006 | See Source »

...help shake the feeling that his tongue remains resolutely in cheek with lines like “We’ve got two 50 grand in the budget to go/ Subtract five for club promo/ Lose five for a good video and fifteen for a dud video, fuck that.” The album is puzzling and abrasive at times, as, for example, when Skinner raps about “sarging” “lambs” on “War of the Sexes.” Still, even amidst such low-points, the wit we love...

Author: By Henry M. Cowles, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Streets | 4/26/2006 | See Source »

...capacity. But after flashing her press credentials, she was treated to the house drink: pineapple soda and rum. Finally, at the Dudley House Co-Op, the alternative crowd grinded to everything from reggaeton to Ace of Base and played an intense drinking game known as “Fuck You Pyramid” (don’t ask—we don’t know, either). After the boxed wine ran out, the party dispersed, forcing all to walk home through the pouring rain. SATURDAY Things got started frighteningly early in Loker Commons where, at 8 p.m., the Harvard...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Party Reporter | 4/12/2006 | See Source »

Finally, at the Dudley House Co-Op, the alternative crowd grinded to everything from reggaeton to Ace of Base and played an intense drinking game known as “Fuck You Pyramid” (don’t ask—we don’t know, either). After the boxed wine ran out, the party dispersed, forcing all to walk home through the pouring rain...

Author: By Sachi A. Ezura, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Party Reporter | 4/12/2006 | See Source »

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