Word: heys
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...back to its roots on Sunday, after a Columbia fencer, fresh off a rousing victory, flipped off the Harvard squad. True to form, he then challenged Harvard’s most notorious saber fencer to a fist-fight outside. Needless to say, the Harvard hottie had to be restrained. Hey guys--can we buy your Clipse tickets?...A certain vertically-challenged Fox member felt the need to take out his self-loathing on innocent female party-goers at the Owl on Saturday as he accused everyone there of husband-hunting...Then again, who wouldn’t want to marry...
...Hey, the timing is about right...think he was on the squad with John Elway...
...here lady, this place is clown town. Best or worst lie you’ve ever told: In middle school, some friends and I made up this summer camp—Camp Pampernickel—and convinced one kid it was real. “Hey, when are your parents going to sign you up for Camp Pampernickel?” we kept asking him. “It’s going to be the best summer ever.” We made brochures. Something you’ve always wanted to tell someone: To the person who stole...
...took only 371 years, but hey, who's counting? Harvard University has named its first female president, DREW GILPIN FAUST, 59, a Civil War scholar and dean since 2001 of the Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. Faust, whose mother once warned her, "This is a man's world, sweetie, and the sooner you learn that, the better off you'll be," ascends to what is probably the most influential job in higher ed. After former Harvard president Lawrence Summers caused an uproar two years ago by suggesting genetic gender differences may explain why few women attain top science jobs...
...winning bid on a scantily clad student performing an elaborate striptease, then seized the stage and put a special date up for sale: Christopher N. Hanley ’07 promised a trip to New York to a five-star restaurant, and backstage access to a Broadway show. Hey, it’s for charity. In the end, an $110 bid from Lena Chen ’09, who is also a Crimson editor—who went for $35 herself—secured the engagement. Who would have thought curing cancer could be so sexy...