Word: shit
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...immediately signed up for every house yoga program in a ten-block radius. I didn’t find her; yet somewhere between mastering the Perching Crane and Precocious Monkey, I realized that all I had earned for myself was a hernia and a totally new outlook on shit. I decided to drown my sorrows in that sweet elixir of forgetfulness: foam. As I entered Mather Lather, shower cap and lufa in hand, I caught a glimpse of her, a fleeting image that soon receded into the misty oblivion. I pursued her in vain, my hopes and dreams forming...
...mentioned that she’s got an incredible laugh. “She just doesn’t dig you,” Piper usually begins breezily, probably adjusting his pretentiously circular hipster spectacles. “Harvard girls think they’re the shit and she’s definitely just waiting around for some law school student to swipe her off her feet one night at Om.” “But she knows me,” his soft-spoken and probably much less alt friend Ben J. Gleeson...
...than some of Harvard’s most famous internal rivalries, like the Crimson versus the Lampoon, the Hong Kong Restaurant Bar and Lounge versus 8,000 years of beautiful Confucian tradition, the Chickwich versus the food pyramid, the Harvard Voice versus Spare Change, Dorm Crew versus people who shit everywhere, the Isis Club versus True Love Revolution, and Lucy Caldwell versus journalism...
...corner to corner to check on shoes or jackets, occasionally stopping to tell a model, “That looks really good on you.” But on the other hand, Parent’s job is also keeping people in line. “This is serious shit,” he reminds everyone. Despite the hectic mood, Parent remains optimistic. “We spent a year and a half literally starting from nothing,” he says of the first Project East. “Compared to last year, we?...
...involve the swirling, digitized effects from his previous videos with Lil’ Wayne and Ludacris, or even the trademark carnivalesque top hat and Oakley shades he sports. Here, T-Pain is a pissed off hip-hop (ahem) star who is sick and tired of getting shit for using Auto-Tune. The insults in “Karaoke” just add up. First, Kanye West makes an appearance in the bathroom stall, and surprised, says, “T-Pain! I did not even recognize you without the Auto-Tune!” T-Pain, clearly offended...