#433 I've taken art classes here but my favorite artist is still Ben Garrison.

#432 This upcoming QU Kagin sounds pretty epic.

#431 https://www.facebook.com/humansofnewyork/photos/a.102107073196735.4429.102099916530784/622210524519718/?type=1&theater

#morethanwords #thisguysagrees #hebejeebes

#430 I think the thing is women aren't name called enough. Men callous each other to it through childhood and adolescence. We call each other asshole, faggot, dickhole, asswipe etc, so being insulted loses its potency. Women get name called rarely because they are delicate little princesses. That is why their panties are in a twist about words, while men don't give a fuck.

#429 Whoever keeps unplugging the monitors, keyboards, and mouses on the library computers needs to fucking stop.

#428 I don't really get why guys like slobbering all over my boobs so much, it honestly just feels like I'm nursing a giant man child.

#427 I get upset whenever I hear people talking about Macalester "Handing out A's like candy." If you are doing well and are proud of it, good for you. Just shut your word hole when you start discounting others doing well and completely discrediting those who are not doing as well as you. You obviously need to take some other types of classes to put your conception of Macalester being easy into perspective.

#426 What in Dawkins’s name did you just say about me, you insignificant plebeian? I’d like to inform you that I won my local Dungeons and Dragons tournament, and I have orchestrated over 300 confirmed memeings. I am trained in medieval literature and I am the top Mountain Dew sculler in the entire world. You are nothing to me but just another meme victim. I will tip my fedora with precision the likes of which has never been seen at any anime convention, mark my damn words. You think you can get away with badmouthing me on the internet? Think again, noob. As we speak, I am having a group chat with my fellow admins, and your IP address is being traced right now so you better brace yourself for the storm that is coming, fool. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your “swag”. You’re done for, plebeian. I can be anywhere, any time, and I can tip my fedora in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my right hand. Not only am I extensively trained in meme making, I also have full access to the arsenal of my middle school’s role playing game club, and I will use it to its full extent to brutally meme your miserable being off the face of the earth, you uneuphoric child. If only you could have known what sort of retribution your clever little “comment” was about to bring down upon you. Maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you will pay the price, you goddamn idiot. I will pour Cool Ranch Doritos all over you and you will drown in it. You’re finished, punk.