Word: toileting
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...with the tube running into his arm," she says, pointing to the kang, a traditional brick sleeping platform found in most farmers' homes in this part of northeastern China. Yang and other family members insist that then 21-year-old Zhu Yanqiang couldn't even get to the toilet without help, much less sneak out to join in the brutal robbery-murder that took place some 40 km from the family's two-room farmhouse in the windswept hills outside the town of Chengde. Zhu, who sold vegetables in a nearby market, had gotten into a fight the previous...
...eclectic mix of ketchup, mustard, and grass stains as tie-dye. I’m ashamed to admit that one time I got so angry at my roommate over an argument concerning Harry Potter that I threw his shoes out the window and dunked his toothbrush in the toilet (he only knows about the shoes). While these private shames of mine are difficult for me to confess, the secret that I’m going to share with you today is something that is truly shocking for a Harvard student: I don’t get straight...
...arriving at Los Teques, the American was handed a broken slab of rubber and sent to a corner spot on a concrete floor. That was to be his living quarters. Basic articles like toilet paper, soap and razors were not provided. There was no toilet or shower and he bathed by throwing cold water over his head. Health services were geared mostly toward treating stab and gunshot wounds, he said, unsure why he and his companions had boils forming on their skin...
...Also, don’t even get me started on the pure rush of adrenaline and exhilaration that I feel when I get the freedom to publish certain racy words that you would think would be deemed too inappropriate for a formal Harvard publication. “Toilet.” “Ass.” “George Bush.” Too much? Sorry, my columns are designed to push the envelope...
...respect you. So if you ever see a disheveled man reeking of the Charles River pounding on the windows of Mass Hall wailing, “Are you there Derek C. Bok? It’s Me, Peter,” be kind, and get him a roll of toilet paper, because he probably just double-fudged in his pants. Remember to submit applications to write the Bell Lap 3. The application can be found at the end of the last article. Apps are due by this Monday, May 7, and our successors will be named in the final issue...