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...love to mock the Quad. Indeed, the light-hearted River-Quad banter which colors the annual housing lottery is usually amusing and benign. The danger arises, however, when we mislead others into believing house life can be reduced to such simple terms as location and room size. In the wake of randomization, it becomes all the more important for each class to enter their house with an enthusiasm not just to live there, but to belong there. Only then can house spirit survive and flourish...
Stop trying to conform. Go back to your roots with the one and only Bazooka Joe. Mints, shmints; cinnaburst, minnamurst. What's weaker than a sudden explosion of mock maturity than the youngster who without warning switches from bubble gum to mint? Really, it's all about the roots. Who was there in elementary school and junior high? Not the Wrigley's twins, not any strangely favored lifesaver, not any "curiously strong" mint. It was, always has been, and always will be good old Joe, with a comic wrap to keep that smile on your face and a familiar flavor...
...themselves on fire, emulating the suicidal monks of the 1960s. Last week's larger but more peaceful crowd chanted slogans criticizing Tran as the sounds of mortar blasts and machine-gun fire boomed from loudspeakers. An elaborate shrine of candles, flowers and incense rests in front of two mock coffins bearing American and Vietnamese war victims. All that's missing is food vendors. Nope. Here comes someone hawking doughnuts and soymilk...
Trouble indeed begins as soon as I descend into the T. I am stopped by an Ad Board Gestapo Patrol. Wearing masks to preserve their anonymity and sporting "No Escape" tattoos, they chant "none shall pass" and burn a mock-up of my diploma...
...toned body better than Morissette's staid black blouse and tights outfit. In terms of voices, the Canadian-born Morissette projected with greater range and distinction than her Scottish-bred counterpart. Both women knew how to handle the stage with humorously idiosyncratic flair; Morissette frantically gesticulated, usually in a mock cathartic, self-flagellating pose while Manson scrambled crab-like from stage left to right when she was not arching her midriff in all her rock diva glory...