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...down with a sweaty mass of questionable fellow students for the low price of 10 dollars? (Alcohol sometimes, but not always, included if you’re over 21). The crowd at House parties consists of two types of people: freshmen and the sketchy upperclassmen who want to hook up with freshmen. If you don’t fall into those two categories, save yourself the trek to the Quad and stay home. Oh, and the glamorous locales of these ragers? Pathetic. “Currier Fishbowl.” “Pfoho Dining Hall.” That?...
...wave of gangsters appeared in the 1990s: Russian Jewish criminals who control the prostitution rackets, often smuggling Eastern European women into Israel across the Sinai desert, using Bedouin guides. "The Russians are smart - and very violent," says Amir. In a model of entrepreneurial cooperation, some Jewish and Arab gangs hook up to smuggle drugs, stolen cars and arms between the Palestinian territories and Israel...
...heart of the central economic debate facing the country - between hard-nosed capitalists, who believe the market should decide, and public-policy types who view the economy as something far more organic than a balance sheet. But ultimately, whether GM is dead or alive, the taxpayers are on the hook for billions, for everything from lost tax revenues to higher unemployment costs to taking over GM's pension obligations. The decision that Washington has to make is whether we pay for GM's survival or for its funeral...
...Dance,” and “Reality Show.” Light and bouncy beats give “Therapy” and “Reality Show” their fun appeal. There is even a zip-a-dee-doo-dah-like whistling that accompanies the hook in “Therapy.” This, combined with T-Pain singing hysterical but effective lyrics like “1, 2, 3, 4 / Get the hell up out my door / 5, 6, 7, 8 / I don’t need your sex, I’ll masturbate...
...pizza” last year in exchange for forged Pinocchio’s receipts. Believe us: no matter how many kids are snorkeling in Mongolia, you still are neither funny nor interesting enough to draw people to your party without the prospect of a drunken hook-up. So steal an empty bottle of Grey Goose from your rich neighbor’s recycleing bin and pour your prison-inspired, fermented grapefruit juice moonshine into it. Freshman biddies eat that stuff...