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...class! Seriously, I’ve been trying to talk to you for weeks. I won’t judge you on your brains... To all the people making the Quad into a beach: put some clothes on! I’m eating my lunch. gfukdsagfiuwegvfiusdgvbiusdgbvuisdtvguisdgvbujxbgvijhdagvuihxbvjcbdjvgjIDB DBNABDJAB CJKABJKJBASCBKAJBCKJACA. Papers. Owl...please tell your naked inductees to go put clothes on. The fence ain’t that high. Cute red head Irish boy in my section, I just wanted to let you know... I really dig thin boys! Got a bone to pick? A friend to ridicule? A crush...
...that prized classical music; his father was a piano teacher, his brother Arthur a keyboard prodigy and later a professor at the Cleveland Institute of Music. To the Loessers, popular music was infra dig, but Frank loved it. Like the cantor's son in The Jazz Singer, or pert Owl Jolson in the Tex Avery cartoon I Love to Sing-a, he had to battle his family's resistance to mainstream pop. Indeed, Loesser's nearly operatic score for The Most Happy Fella might have been his way of saying, Papa, can you hear it? Arthur...
...love the entrepreneurial dirty jobs or the people who are literally just surviving on some crazy niche, like the avian vomitologist. Owl vomit looks very much like a piece of charcoal. The reason Don Cicoletti collects it is because if you crack the vomit open and start to pull it apart, you'll find the hair and bones from the prey the owl has swallowed whole. Don sells these things by the boatload to elementary schools, and the kids put the mouse back together again. This guy is making a living crawling through the woods looking for owl vomit...
...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 an Owl guy? It seems one potential hubby managed to spill his drink twice on the same girl, only to pass out in front of 7-11 later...
...Yaffa blocks, well-fingered books, bulk containers of Easy Mac, cardboard boxes, and the tell-tale anxiety of freshman move-in day. Amidst the madness, Stephen T. Norberg ’06 rummages through his belongings and discovers a framed piece of thick paper decorated with a whimsical owl and a smartly dressed pig. It’s his kindergarten diploma. Carefully navigating the chaos, his left arm almost destroying a perfectly folded pile of undershirts, he crosses the room and secures the diploma onto the blank wall above his wooden desk. Pausing for several moments as his exhausted roommates...