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Terry Stackhouse, a student at Emerson College, said in an e-mail to The Crimson that he felt sick when he was on live radio and had to leave his show to vomit during one of the breaks...

Author: By Sirui Li, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Virus Closes Faculty Club | 4/5/2010 | See Source »

...whatever - Hot Tub Time Machine is not a durable good. If I saw it again tomorrow I would probably dwell on its lapses in continuity, its problematic plot seemingly held together with Silly Putty and whether, cinematically speaking, one really needs so many close-ups of dog poop, vomit and suspiciously manly fluids...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hot Tub Time Machine: Good, Not-So-Clean Fun | 3/25/2010 | See Source »

...That would be the dignified approach, but it would not represent the full truth of my Hot Tub Time Machine experience. Vomit, poop, etc. aside, the movie made me laugh as much as anything since The Hangover or the love scenes in Avatar. (Further disclosure: The two women seated to my left hardly laughed at all, and as the lights were coming up, one said to the other, loudly and pointedly, "I think it's more of a guy's movie." I tugged on my skirt hem and tried not to feel judged.) (See the 100 best movies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hot Tub Time Machine: Good, Not-So-Clean Fun | 3/25/2010 | See Source »

...adulterous lip-locking for certain members of a crew of Harvard athletes. Most attendees of Gilbert’s Saturday throwdown––a truly epic gathering, to be sure––found it particularly difficult to step around the pools of drunken vomit. Likewise, a certain birthday boy found it near impossible to tolerate all the Pudding served at his celebration, and was forced instead to toss his cookies...

Author: By FM Staff, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Chatter | 2/4/2010 | See Source »

...sophomore mini-album “We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed” featured intertwining, irrepressibly cheerful guitars and keyboards, chiming bells, and unmistakably indie pop boy-girl vocal harmonies. And then there were the lyrics: “We got nostalgic, ended up filling shoeboxes with vomit / Collected scabs in lockets, hung them round our necks like nooses / None of it mattered / Nobody cared...

Author: By Daniel K. Lakhdhir, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Los Campesinos! | 2/2/2010 | See Source »

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